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I know the feeling, but not how to fix it. Some of my brothers are very good about helping...others...well, I've mentioned before the time we were all carpooling out to the house at Christmas a few years back, and *I* scraped off my car and got it all warmed up, drove them all out to the house, carried things in, etc., and then when we went to go, I asked one of the brothers with me if he'd be willing to run and start the car - and he just BLEW UP and started listing off everything I had ever asked him to do over the course of the past year and how I never thought of his feelings or anything. I was shocked...not to mention furious.

At this point, he's better some of the time, but still doesn't always "get it". He was one of the ones who went on that long trip yesterday (nearly three hours down and back), and I'd hoped he'd share the driving, but he didn't. The girl who we gave the ride to insisted on our taking some cash, which I used for my lunch and Bilbo's, since he doesn't have a job or any money, and then for gas. When we were almost home, we stopped quickly at a McDs (yes, they're evil, I know) for drinks at the drive through, and he asked why he hadn't gotten any of the money. I didn't let him have it, but considering I had to get out and pump gas in the freeeeeezing cold and had also just finished asking AGAIN if he'd drive for awhile and been given a "only if I HAFTA" kinda answer, I was tempted to.

But I guess I can be pretty self-centered, too, at times...so I probably deserve that.

"Let him have it" meaning a lecture, not the money.

I often wish I wasn't such a grouch with my family...I hate being that way, but I guess being the oldest sister I can't help it sometimes. Sigh...but it does make me wonder how I'd handle my own kids if'n I ever had any. Patience is a virtue, but not my strong suit.