You're gonna find when it's too late, a heart that just won't break, just to satisfy you.

I will be closing on our house on Friday. I informed my mother about this and to satisfy her curiousity, I took her over there to peek in the windows. She asked how much we were giving, and told me that we were getting ripped off. She had also been begging to off-load a ton of furniture to me for about fifteen years. Tonight, she told me that she did not know if she liked the idea of "her" furniture being in "that house". She has known that my husband and I have been looking for a house for the last year or so and tells me that she would sell us her house for the same price that we are giving for the one that we plan to close on next week. Then she informed me that she would laugh all the way to the bank. I relived myself by stating that it was physically impossible for her to live in a twenty year old Pontiac Bonneville. That news made her frown. (boo hoo) Very soon after those words, I left to self-medicate on very good european dark chocolate. My mother is one flaky catfish.