So mad I'm shaking...

Where do I start? I got off the plane this afternoon 25 minutes early, and pretty much ever since my boy Jay picked me up this trip back to Boston has turned into shit. I was looking forward to sitting down and typing out a nice long blog about what I've seen in the Stanley Cup Finals and how the NBA Finals were going to shape up (C's in 6 is my pick, by the way), but instead, I'm so mad right now I can't believe I have the ability to type without convulsing.

So what happened? Easy, my brother turned out to be exactly who I thought he was. I thought I would get to see my Godson between me landing and meeting up with my Mom, but I was just being hopeful. Not mad about that at all. How can I be? My boy Jay has been there for me every step of the way, and I've leaned on him so much I feel like sometimes I take advantage of him. Anyways, I called my brother to see if I could hang at his new place for a bit instead of milling around my Mom's work (it's a damn grocery store), and was told, "uh, that won't work out I've kinda got a girl coming over". I'm fucking family!!!!! It's not like I live down the street and need to use your shower! I just flew in, from Denver, for our Pops golf tournament. And you can't open your door because you have some skank coming over? Gee, thanks. Now I don't wonder why we haven't spoken in 7 weeks. Jackass. I want to know who hijacked my family, like, now!

Well, since that wasn't happening, Jay was kind enough to hang out with me and get some apps and beer at T-Bones (hello, gutbomb) and then drop me off as my Mom was getting off work. Before I go any further, let me preface what I'm about to say with the following-I'm a Mama's Boy. I love my Mom, and would do anything within my power for her, and if anyone ever messes with her, I fear what my wrath would do to them-now that that's out of the way, she's a hoarder. She needs help. And I have no clue how to give it. She just moved into a new place, and there's shit everywhere. She isn't completely out of her old place, and she was supposed to be out on 6/1. And it's junk. Crap no one would want, except at maybe a flea market. I love her, she's so tiny and so sweet, but I don't really know of a way to help her. And of course, she wants me to move back here.

So my options were to sleep in her old apartment on the floor (with two cats) or kick her out of her own bed in her new place and have her sleep on the floor in her old place (the new place has carpeting on the stairs and in the bedroom). Now how are either of those options? So where am I typing this from? Hello Budget 6 Motel off of Exit 5W in lovely Nashua, NH! Yup, tonight I'm staying in a $51 motel that I can't afford because no one in my immediate family could communicate with me. And I'm seriously contemplating moving back near this? Hey, at least in Denver I get to hang up the phone, outta sight, outta mind.

My Mom was crying as we pulled up to this Motel, because I told her I couldn't do it. I have an interview luncheon in 13 hours that could potentially change my career direction and where I'm going to live. I don't mind that the burden of 'gotoguy' in my family is on my shoulders, but I would've like a little heads up. Mom thinks she's going to be a reason I won't move back, that she's ruined my trip. She hasn't ruined my trip, not even remotely. I'm so pissed right now I won't be able to sleep for a few hours, but I will knock this interview tomorrow out of the park and leave no doubt.

As for my brother, I have no clue what to do. Apparently every family has one, and he's mine. Lucky me. I have no idea how we come from the same DNA pool, but I'm sure the birth certificates say so. Regarding my Mom, I don't know what to do, I will help her when I can while I'm here, but I really don't know what to do. I'm not looking for suggestions, either, I'm just trying to figure out where the hell I'm going to stay the rest of this trip, because I cannot afford another $300 on this trip, with the flight and the rental car already booked.

Sorry for the rant, but it's my blog and this is a better place than most to blow off some steam.