Run errands yesterday, grabbing things for the holidays so I can relax this week unless upon point of death I need something to complete dinner. Get home after hitting multiple stores because we make fried turkey breasts around this place and store one was out, store two had them completely defrosted which would be great on Wednesday but seems super creepy on Saturday plus they were in a container that was smelling kinda funky, and store three had old friends and a recent fellow murderer (long story you'd have to be there). Unpacking the goodies and as I have gotten semi settled I'm asked where is her milk. Her very specific skim milk that is the only milk she will ingest no matter how much more milk is in the house. Well, that wasn't on the nifty shopping list even though for some reason a curtain rod was. She tells me that she asked Alexa to add it to the shopping list but Alexa said it was already on there. Downfall of AI I tell you. Ice milk was on there and after asking for clarification of what that meant last week (salt to melt the ice just in case you were wondering) she didn't take off the wrong item. So as far as Alexa was concerned milk was on the list except it wasn't and I had to run back to the store again to grab water with a dash of milk in it.
I love my mother, really I do. If I didn't she'd be homeless cause she sucks as a roommate. Not in the ways that would make someone suck traditionally though. She washes the dishes most days--but typically while you may still be eating because you just got home from work or running errands for her so now it looks like you're a jerk because she wants to finish the dishes before you have started savoring your meal. She cooks but nothing you asked for, want or desire to eat at any point in your life. She vacuums excessively but cannot for the life of her remember how to open the canister on the vacuum cleaner to empty the accumulated mess. And even though we have a senior bus system that can take her where she wants to go whenever she basically refuses to use it because it doesn't cater to her whims in the same way you do. This week 4/5 work days had me out until at least 8 PM even though one of them was technically a holiday but we went to see a speak...
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