at the hotel

Deoge is back at home, and my mom is checking in on her.
It made me cry to have to leave her, and not have her out here
with us anymore, but she barks whenever I leave the room.
  It's hard to have any kind of conversation
with my mother since she is constantly correcting or telling me
how wrong I am, critical, biting, angry, negative, she brings me
down so much.

I'm going into a temp agency here tomorrow to get signed up for work.
We'll be here from Sun. evenings until Friday at 3:30 p.m.
We're looking into finding a cheaper hotel.