Today's been pretty rough. Started the day by inconveniencing Jessica, asking her to drive me to the airport. I made it to Colorado and then my flight got cancelled. Now I'm in a hotel. All the while, my mom was telling me to check in and do things that I was already doing, which was kindof frustrating. I know she cares about me, but she still treats me the same way that she did when I was 16. I tried confronting her about the way she hasn't been communicating with me, and how she hasn't been sticking to what she's been saying about giving me that excess loan money that she said she'd give me a long time ago. As usual, when I confront mom I get a half-hour or more lecture about how I'm ungrateful and a million excuses which she obviously just game up with off the top of her head. "I told you I'd give you the money on Monday, but I didn't say how much of it, and I didn't say when I'd give the rest" -- which, even if she didn't make it up on the spot, is still basically lying. I confronted her calmly and respectfully at first, but I guess it takes two to argue, and I'm just as guilty as she is. I'm sure we'll make amends sometime soon...

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