My mother, also known as Eeyore.

It is getting more and more depressing to talk to my mother. Today, for example. Last week, my dad's car started having problems with the heater, it wouldn't turn on. She brought it to a mechanic she knows, and had to leave it there today for them to work on tomorrow. 

Di had suggested at first that they check the anti-freeze, and my mom replied, oh you know it can never be that simple for us. It wasn't the antifreeze, but it was the comment that shows so much about her attitude. 

She can't see anything in a positive light right now, and she also can't think past the problems to try and find a different way to deal with stuff. 

So now she is expecting the car repair to be expensive, and they might have to use my dad's bonus money to pay for it, even though that was the money they were planning to use to come out here. 

She was also talking about how my dad's new computer didn't work when he got it, some problem with the motherboard. She made a comment that he'll have to return it, and the company might try to give him a refurbished one. "When you are spending that much money, you don't want a used computer, you don't want to deal with that." I tried to point out that refurbished computers are actually more tested than new ones, so they are less likely to have problems, and they are also cheaper. But she can't see that as a good thing. Sigh.