I'm so confused..how old am I again???

You know, sometimes when I'm in the grocery store or any store for that matter, I have to stop and think a moment...do I want this size or that size....this color or that...skim or 2%..I weigh the pros and cons of whatever choice I'm making. Not on every purchase mind you, but often enough that it takes me a while to get outta there! lol
Things confuse me at times. And when I'm confused I usually like to sit back and just think things through. Quietly most of the time...but other times talking to myself will usually get the job done quicker. Of course I run the risk of my ADD kicking in but that just goes with my territory. Eventually I figure out whatever decision needs to be made and it's done.
This happens because I'm an adult and have learned a few things along the way. Seriously.
No, really...I'm an adult. I know what needs to be done on any given day, whether it be here at my home or at the parentals.
Amazing actually.

Amazing because I haven't yet figured out how to convince the Mom that I actually know how to do things.


AM I FIFTY-FUCKING-FOUR OR 12??????????????????

I didn't like being 12 when I was 12. So I sure as Hell don't like it now!!!!!!!!!
I've raised a family.......traveled all over God earth with Lovee and the kids in tow. Lived in Japan for cripes sake and managed to get around and learn the how-to's of a foreign country. Hell...I've even cooked and served Thanksgiving dinner to 30 home-cooked-meal-starved Marines. I know stuff. Amazing!! I have a brain and know how to use it. And since I don't take it out and play with it anymore...it works much better..coz sometimes I put it back in upside down

The reality side of me...which I am at odds with from time to time, knows that the Mom asks me questions all the time because she can't see. And if I don't tell her every second of the day what I'm doing she feels the need to ask. Just so she'll know what's going on. I get that. Really I do.
But I've never coped well with being micro-managed. EVER!!!
I will tell her I did somethin and she'll ask...'But did you do_________?" Yes Mom I did. "Well how about _________?" Yes, Mom I did that too.
I tell her it would be nice if she would trust me enough to know that I'm doing what I know should be done. Seems simple enough to me. Not her.
Why is it not simple to her? Because she can't see!!! Did you know that? Evidently I've never caught on to that important fact because she reminds me every-single-fucking-day-without-fail!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm caring for my parents who are blind.....THAT'S WHY I'M DOING THIS!!!! HELLLOOOOOOOO!!!
I tell her I'm worried that her mind is slipping b/c she can't seem to remember she's told me that before.

This, my friends, is what happens when a control freak looses control.
It's actually a small thing to deal with unless this is your life, day after day after day........

AND...since the weather went whacky....I can't even swim.. :(
My world is in the shitter.
Thankfully, Lovee pulls me out before a big flush happens.:)