I’m fed up with my mother visiting, she does random things at random times and with very little warning.
She has good intentions, probably, but I don’t feel the need to do the washing up every time a spoon has been used and I dislike my fridge being reorganised – especially as she apparently doesn’t follow the rule of keep raw meat and cooked meat on separate shelves.
If I’m feeling charitable, which I’m not after a week of her staying with us, I would describe her as being like Tigger – always bouncing and being oblivious of their impact on other people.
(Picture from Pinterest)
I don’t really know this woman, I never understood her and that was before the personality change that tumours brought. She barely eats, which I find confusing, she drinks lots of grim smelling herbal teas and refuses to make decisions – claiming that she is “easy going” which oddly enough is really REALLY hard work.
However, there is only one of her so I suppose I’d better be grateful realy.
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