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So yesterday when my mom got home from work I was unloading the dishes from the dish washer. Well she prances over and tells me to stop that she'll do it, well I told her I was already halfway done and it would be dumb for me to stop. Well then she goes and starts unloading it around me. I still have no idea what the ******** crawled up her a**. Then today when she gets home from work and she's walking up the stairs I say, "Hello."
She completely ignores me and almost ignores my brother when he says the same thing. So then she starts talking to her demented mother on the phone about how bad her boss is at work, and how Lisa [her boss] talks to other employees about her [my mom] behind her back. She then finds out that Lisa talks to everybody about everyone, that Lisa isn't just talking s**t about my mom.
So, my point is, if she doesn't tell us [my brother and I] about her bad days at work then we have no damn way of knowing. We're not going to read her mind.
And then she began blaming me for not picking up my phone.
I have a Pay-As-You-Go cellphone, and for anybody whose ever had one knows they can get a bit expensive. So I don't answer any numbers I don't know, especially right now because I only have 20 minutes left!
She had left her phone at home and her boss doesn't like her using her desk phone to use for personal calls. So her friend let her use hers.
Since I didn't know the number, I let it go to voice mail.
Apparently she had left a message for me to tell my brother to call the lady who does her nails and tell her that he was going to go up to her shop and pick up some sausage that her dad made, and give her a check from my mom.
So she was being bitchy because of that, and saying that I need to learn how to pick up my phone.
I have NO ******** IDEA why she's acting like this. She didn't even thank my brother for making spaghetti for dinner, she just said "I'm just going to have the leftovers from last night."

I CANNOT wait until I am 18 so I can move out and release myself from her talons.
My brother nor my mother can understand why I want a job so badly. It's so I can save up money to get the ******** out when I'm old enough, and I guess I'll have to get used to the fact that she will never give me a cent of the money she owes me.

The worst part is she'll just laugh it off when I get angry at her. Then when I don't just laugh it off with her she'll go ape s**t and ground me.
Hell when I was a kid she'd even tell me I was "ruining our relationship" when I did something wrong so I'd always be good.