Ally

I can’t quite believe there is only one more sleep to go until I’m a homeowner!  Carl has sorted the cooker today.  His next door neighbour is qualified and is going to fit it for us.  Not sure when, but we have it now for whenever don’t we?

I had a bit of a falling out with my mum yesterday, about my brother.  It’s a long story but I’ve got time so hey – stick around.

Basically my brother wants to come home this weekend with his girlfriend.  He says he will “help” me with the house.  Me and Carl are only cleaning this weekend so there isn’t much for him to do, and also he doesn’t drive, which will mean that my mum or me would have to bring him up to the house.  Not the end of the world I know, but if mum’s helping me then it’s a bit awkward for us to be running about after him.  Now, the other thing is – his bedroom is full of my stuff. And I mean FULL.  It’s only a small room and all of his bed and floor are covered in boxes and bags, as there isn’t enough room in the garage for it all at the mo.  So he calls me yesterday and says “will you stop at Carl’s Saturday night so me and Kirsty can sleep in your room”.  My answer is pretty much “fuck off” I haven’t slept at Carl’s house for months for various reasons and I’m not about to on the weekend I buy a house. For the sake of a couple of days can’t he wait?  Then I will be out of his hair forever.  I suggest sleeping on the sofa to him, which he moans about, then I suggest coming down alone and not bringing his girlfriend.  He gets really arsey about this, but I don’t see why?  Its not like I don’t like her, but is it essential for her to come along this busy weekend?  No body knows her tremendously well so were all on our best behaviour in the house with her there and I just want to relax, and go with the flow this weekend – I’m anxious enough as it is, without Andy shouting at me for talking to loud or my ring tone being annoying, or having the alert noise on MSN (I have to walk on eggshells when he’s home and I could do without).

Anyway, Mum went over to Sheffield yesterday to take him his fridge up for uni, so I ask her to speak to him and arrange for him to come home perhaps mid-week or next weekend.  Mid-week he would be more useful to me as he can load the car with boxes etc.

I spoke to her last night when she got back, expecting her to say he realised the awkwardness of the situation and he’ll come a few days later.  But no, apparently he’s still adamant he wants to come this weekend… WHY??? I ask her and apparently he wants to go to Grandma’s on Sunday for dinner as she’s been asking him for ages to take Kirsty and she’ll cook for them both (well she’s been asking me for the last 6 months to provide her with a great-grandchild you don’t see me popping one out do you?).  This really gets my back up, as Andy doesn’t come home very often and when he does he rarely goes and sees our Gran – so what’s the great need now?? I told mum to tell him to stop there, but she says and I quote “its only a little bed” (did I not mention above how small my brothers room was, and yup it only has a single bed!!).

Then I went a little to far and just asked why mum couldn’t speak to him and tell him not to come.  Tell him its inconvenient for everyone and that people’s focus will be on ME this weekend for a change.  Mum then says she can’t tell him that cause he will feel unwanted, and might not come again!!!!! I said he should damn well realise the timing is awkward, and be a little less selfish, but mum also seems to think he’s got this idea in his head that I’ve asked him to help me move. I clearly haven’t, as I said above there isn’t anything for him to do, and its bullshit if she thinks that he’s all of a sudden become a caring, helpful brother!  Carl says to just chill, but I feel like I want to ring him and tell him straight.  Although when I mentioned coming alone to his yesterday he put the phone down on me – touchy!