Day: February 26, 2020

February 26, 2020

5:50 AM – Mom came down with a pissed off look on her face and said, “No I’m not chasing you out of here.” I just replied, “Whatever.” She went to the bathroom and when she came out, she was talking to another invisible friend and said that someone is trying to kill her. She came by and I told her that no one was trying to kill her. Nose went up and on up the stairs she went. Keep it up, Mom. While I won’t kill her, I won’t put up with the attitude much longer and she will find herself locked up in a nursing home. She’s just about got that hole worn through my patience.

12:45 PM – I got woken up by, guess who. So I started reviewing footage that started up at about 8:30 with her going up and down the stairs a bunch of times. She’s not really chatty yet, although She was loud in the kitchen a bit ago talking about someone wrecking her Echo and how it’s worth more than she bought it for. So far, the topics in the video have been the normal stuff, she’s allowed to have friends, the echo and a new one, Veronica/Victoria is trying to kill her now. Lots of hand gestures and finger pointing.

At around 3:20: “Oh for God’s sakes.” Rattles off address. Eye roll and “So you’d better watch him then because he might be trying to kill me so I can pay his gambling debts. Not very chatty, but couple of people trying to kill her.
Bought this house when he was little… At about 40 second mark, she has made up a story about the missing piano stool that she broke and I hid down in the basement several days ago. I kept this one because of the piano stool part.
She’s disappointed in me because she thinks I’m trying to sell her Echo, “To Victoria of all people. She’s the last person…” This explains why she came downstairs with an attitude and gave me a dirty look.
As I suspected, she’s still talking about me selling her Echo and this clip is where she gets up and comes downstairs to give me the dirty look.

1:43 PM – Caught up on reviewing clips. In other news, I got an email from State Farm that their underwriters are saying that I have to put up a railing around the deck by next February. The deck has never had a railing and now suddenly it needs one. Great. I don’t have the money or the skills to build one. *sighs*

That attitude is getting worse starting with closing the door harder than usual and going on about selling my “Hot Red Camaro.” I may not get back to sleep after all. She then watched her taking things out of other people’s purses at holiday get-to-gethers. “He had no right to sell it.” I’m just waiting for the stomping now.
Now I sold the house I guess. That’s theft. Then she was accused of stealing things out of people’s purses only to find out it was Victoria. Then I came upstairs and told her that it has not been sold. She flipped me off after I closed the door. Then after a bit, I had to have stolen her identity in order to sell the house. Back to selling it to pay my gambling debts.

5:40 PM – I don’t have time to go through any more clips as it’s time to get ready for work, but at one point, she came downstairs and pointed at me with an attitude, so I went out to the kitchen to find out what was going on. She tried the “As if you don’t know,” comment and when I pressed her, she finally said something about me selling the Echo. I open the back door and showed her that it was still there. She said, “Good boy.” I slammed the door and told her that was enough of that crap and went back out to try to sleep a little longer. Anyway, I probably won’t mess with going through clips tomorrow unless I hear her upstairs stomping or yelling.