4:10 AM – Mom came down to use the bathroom and when she went back upstairs, she slammed both upstairs doors, hard! I have no idea what that was all about, but my smart ass went upstairs and slammed a door, too. Maybe she seen the dishes that I had in the sink and she thought that I left them for her (I didn’t, I’m still awake and they are soaking.) Who knows what goes on in that head of hers.
11:30 PM – I was taking a nap and Mom just came downstairs and started unplugging things. I asked her what she was doing and she said, “It’s getting too loud up there!” What are you talking about?!? She says “You can’t hear it?” I reply that it’s quiet and start plugging stuff back in. I run upstairs to see what the hell she’s talking about and she says “It’s getting over-used.” I asked what was getting overused and she told me the Kirby. I waved her downstairs and grabbed the Kirby and showed her it was unplugged. She said, “I’m not going to argue with you. All I know is everybody up there was grabbing their ears because the Kirby is so loud.” Everybody??? I asked who “everybody” was and she again said, “everybody that’s up there.” I told her that there was no one upstairs and showed her again that the Kirby is not plugged in. By this time I’m getting pissed because she’s doing the “I don’t wanna argue” bullshit again, so I once again tell her that there is nothing running down here and she went back upstairs. BTW, the only thing that’s making any noise down here is the humidifier. I’ve got the fan turned on 2 trying to keep up with the dryness in the air, but even with that, she’d only be able to hear it if her head was down next to it.