We moved my mother in about 3 1/2 years ago. We live in Mississippi. She lived in Virginia until my Dad passed. She didn't want to be alone in her house so she sold it. My brother lives in North Carolina. She said all she wanted was a bedroom of her own with a twin bed, dresser and TV. Yeah, right! She has little by little tried to take control of our house. My husband is disabled and in quite a bit of pain. But he takes her to her Dr. appointments and is there if she needs him. He doesn't have much conversation with her, but he is the primary one that agreed she needed to come live with us. He will get her whatever she wants if he can and is very responsive to her needs. I work all week. Every night she expects me to sit with her in the den for three hours and watch TV with her and converse. My husband watches TV in the livingroom during that time. Most of the conversation involves her complaining about someone or something. She complains about my husband laying around and keeping it too cool in the house (she has jackets and blankets and it is always 74 degrees in the house). She wants someone to go get her something to eat every time they go out. There is plenty to eat in the house. I was told this when I lived at her house. I have two grandchildren who I love dearly. One lives an hour and a half away. His parents are divorced and we see him twice a month. We go down there and stay the weekend once a month and I get a sitter for her (her and the sitter get along great). She has never been good with children and complains every time I plan anything with them. She also has macular degeneration in her eyes and can't see very well. She can't read, play cards or even see the TV well. She complains she is bored and that I do too much on the weekend and leave her alone. I always invite her to go wherever we are going (which is not much). Sometimes we go out to eat, but she doesn't want to go so we bring her something back. When I go to see my grandchild 20 minutes away, she never wants to go; not even to his one year old birthday party. She is on oxygen and uses that as an excuse, but she has a small tank that she can take with her like she does to Dr. appointments. Lately we have been having words. She tells me she is tired of being left alone and that I am a "me" person, which is so far from the truth! I go to Sunday School and church on Sunday morning. I am not giving that up. We were raised in church and a Christian school. However, I don't feel I can do anything during the week I want to do (church, movie, dinner) because I will have to listen to her. My brother only comes once a year and might call every three weeks if I am lucky. He is tired of hearing me vent. He knows all too well how bad she is. I am at my wit's end as to what to do. I know I just need to ignore her, but it is so hard to do. What else can I do besides start thinking about a place to put her other than MY house?