7:00 PM – I was trying to find one of my crochet books so I could finish a baby afghan that I started earlier this year and it wasn’t where I had it (in a closet in the master bedroom.) After some searching, I found all of my crochet items stuffed in her closet in her bedroom. When asked, of course she didn’t put them there. *eyeroll* My guess, she probably thought the stuff was her Mom’s.
The more I think about it, the more I think I’ll just continue eating a crappy diet so that I’m dead long before I get to the point where Mom is. This is hell and I’m sure it’s not much of a picnic for her either.
HAPPY F’ING NEW YEAR!