I have a good relationship with the rest of my family, and I get good grades. My mother doesn’t give me any allowance, and I have to do the dishes twice a week.
I am fine with this arrangement, but she seems to want much more out of me.
Right now I am not doing what she wants, and I am sitting around the house watching television (which isn’t normally my favorite thing to do). I don’t want to keep this up longer, but I am not sure if I am being too demanding of her, or if she is being too demanding of me.
Your mother wants your contribution to the household to grow as you do. At birth, you relied on your parents to do everything for you. As soon as possible after you complete your formal education, you want to rely on your parents to do nothing for you – besides root for you, be happy to see you and offer occasional, asked-for advice.
To get there, I suppose in theory you can stretch the infancy arrangement (minus diaper changes, please) to your graduation day and then take over your own housing, food, laundry and bills from there. But launches into adulthood go a lot better if you start the independence process at toddlerhood, and build your skills from there: for example, from putting your own clothes in the hamper to putting clean ones away to folding them to washing them to handling the whole family’s laundry when it’s your turn to.
As in, grasping on your own that family dynamics are … dynamic. The top-down, parents-help-kids structure goes through a roughly two-decade evolution into a vehicle for all members to support each other. Your mom’s message, whether you like its tone or not, is a great one: Your give-to-take ratio is too heavy on the take, so don’t expect much taking till you fix that.
You’re quite capable, I imagine, not just of mowing lawns, but also of noticing leggy grass and mowing it before you can be asked to. Or doing dishes one night beyond your contractually dictated two, just because. Or just saying thanks, and meaning it, for something Mom does that you’ve come to take for granted.
I obviously don’t know her, but I suspect that if you take some initiative instead of fuming at the flat-screen, then she'll stop forcing you to jump through chore hoops whenever you want something.