A mini Rant

I want to go back up to Austin.  This weekend (the past 48+ hours) has made me realize, again, why I don't like coming down to my parents house.  The only reason I'm not back in Austin right now is because tomorrow is Mother's day and for some strange reason, even though my mom is being a total witch with a capital B, I feel the need to stay down here to be with her tomorrow since the gift I got her won't be here until next week since she was supposed to be in Hawaii until next Sunday.  Both my parents are getting on my nerves, they are treating me like I'm a little kid that needs to be told what to do and how to do it.  I decided to be nice and make lunch for everyone today and my mom walks into the kitchen and starts telling me what to do and how to cook, I know how to cook, the lunch I made I've made tons of times for myself, but I get down here and I don't know how to do it, I need my mommy to tell me what to do and question why I'm putting stuff on there or how to cook squash and start cooking things when I'm doing it.  I wish I could go back to Austin and not be bothered.  My mom just stormed out of the house, no reason...apparently from what my dad said we were all going to go up to Austin today or something like that, but didn't feel the need to TELL anyone this, so she gets mad and storms out of the house without telling us why...whatever