So, my mother helped me move out of the apartment I lived in with BF. We moved me into her house, whereupon I paid 1/3rd of the utilities (oil, electric, and wood for the wood stove), rent and $50 a month for food my grandmother would be cooking for us.
Technically my mom's a single mom of a 13 year old boy (my brother) with no job, so the state offers her free medical benefits, a dramatically reduced rent (she pays $64 a month for a 4 bedroom house that's $1000 -- the state pays the rest for her, even though there's only three people living there full time) and gets food stamps. I believe she also gets heating help, because it's winter.
Realistically, she works for herself 7 days a week painting and doing odd jobs and makes a pretty good wage under the table.
My grandmother also gets food stamps and rent assistance, because she's retired and has no income.
I had a slight problem moving into a place where I was being asked to pay for things my salary already pays for in taxes, but hey -- that's a technicality that has no bearing on family and friends. If I'm using the services, I should pay for them; no big deal.
Last week she told me to look into a 10' box truck to help me move from her house to the new apartment. She told me it only cost $19.95 for one day, no big deal. LAST WEEK she told me this. I looked into it and found out that it's $111 once they figure in mileage, gas and taxes. I can't afford that. I just signed up for a $600 lease, and I have to pay significantly more in utilities and garbage pick up and all that.
So my mother tells me TODAY that I need to pay her for her to help me move and use her truck.
ONE WEEK to go time she springs this on me, even though she knows she's pretty much my only acquaintance with a truck, and time during Christmas week.
I went to Ikea and bought stuff on a friend's credit, because I'm going to pay her back. If I had known my mother was going to pull this crap TWO WEEKS AGO I would have arranged differently!!!
Now I have no one to help me move.
I'm so mad I can't see straight. I have zero idea how I'm going to manage this and I'm so piss I can't breathe.
ME: 38 BF: 40 T: 10y, no kids, no M (by choice) BD: 7/14/14, BF admits to PA, wants out, lies about new R. 10/1/14: I move out, BF lies about move in with OW 12/4/14: OW confronted, reveals all the lies