I've already mentioned how I hate talking on the phone with Mom. She doesn't allow me to ask how she's doing before she starts rambling on and on about every detail of her everyday life for at least 20 minutes, and then she asks: "so, how about you?"

A lot of the time, by then, I don't even feel like telling her what's new in my life.

Tonight, she didn't even ask.

When she was done, she just said : "Well, I'll let you relax now and I'll go take a bath."

Which is pretty insulting and disappointing, given that for once, I really wanted to tell her about something.

Oh well. I'll just have to tell somebody else.