Man sounds like your mom needs to tough love those two sisters. I've got two brothers, one that's a big fuck up and one that's got problems that kind of makes him a fuck up at times. I love them both but don't live near them. They thankfully don't love with my parents either.Of my three siblings two are idiots. I don't hate being around them but they get progressively worse year over year. These two have never had jobs beyond waitressing, ever. Today they both waitress part time and one of them sells shit on Etsy or some nonsense. They both live off of state benefits and my mother's inability to make them homeless which I can generally understand. They live at our childhood home. My two sisters, their combined five kids, and their boyfriends.
Given that our childhood home is a 1950s style house that's a 3/2 and maybe 1000SQFT they aren't living it up and haven't really repaired anything because they never had any money. My mom replaced the roof and some other stuff and pays all of their utilities and everything because they are broke idiots. They just orbit my mom and raid her house for food whenever they can. I don't live anywhere near this so its not like a day to day problem. But my other sister does and she's wanting to move out here to Texas because its getting annoying for her there.
That sister and her kids visiting me and mine a few months ago. Then I found out the youngest sister came out to Texas on my mom's dime to visit her boyfriend's mother. This one asked her why she never bothered to say anything to me because the boyfriend's mom lives outside of San Anton. She's been to my house before but she tells the other sister that coming here makes her feel like a loser so she didn't want to. Which was lol to me.
I see no good way out of this because they are vultures just waiting around to feast whenever my Mom happens to pass away. I try to just ignore it and worry about my own life. I'll be out there visiting them this next week as I like my kids hanging out with their cousins who are all young and mostly not shitheads. Time will tell if they remain that way.
One of those things I find fascinating. All 4 of us grew up in the same house to the same parents. We went to the same schools and had generally the same opportunities. Nonetheless the success rate was 50%.