[Writer]

Mom came home from work and her church choir-leading thing today, and she's obviously had a bad time of it again. One of the mothers has become very frustrated with her for changing things at the last minute, although her daughters have refused the parts they were initially given.

I picked today not to keep up with the dishes, and she's talking ultimatums. I know it's her stress talking, and I'm not angry, and I don't want to scream. I'm terrified that my mom will give me the ultimatum of getting a "real" job or leaving, which would inevitably result in me living in the woods with my mound of notebooks, hunting songbirds with my bow and arrows for the foreseeable future. I'd rather be homeless than go to college, and there's nowhere to get a decent job here, whether I had a degree or not.