The Crazy Bitch Chronicles Special Edition: My God, It's Hereditary

[leahrocks]

I got home from work approximately five hours ago. Mind you, I probably shouldn't have been working today at all, since I believe that I have strep throat, but that is barely relevant to our story

Comments

[zerokelvin]

Have you considered Writing for a living? Seriously. You're a genius

I'm not kidding or being sarcastic. You have a very Chirtopher Moore quality to your prose.

[alostgirl]

Slow that roll girl! Is your momma really going to check out the sides of the oven?

Consider a blend of her style and yours. Vacumn, yes. Grout scrubbing, probably not. Having a clean floor is good. Having a floor so clean you could perform heart surgery on it is neither necessary nor healthy, really. It's just her controlling you from the other side of the state.

I've had quite a few 'turning into my mom' moments in the last few years, but they are starting not to bother me, especially when they are moments in which I snag a good sale or refuse to put up with bullshit. The 'holy shit I'm nagging' ones are not so hot.

[leahrocks]

The weird thing is that none of it seemed the slightest bit odd until I moved the recycling bin back to its place alongside the oven, thus covering up what I had just scrubbed.

That's what made me realize that my mother probably isn't going to check the side of the oven or my bathroom grout... and that on the off (okay, not that off) chance that she DOES check them, I can just make fun of her for thinking that kind of thing matters.

I may be turning into my mother, but that's no reason to allow her to believe that such behavior is sane.

*smooch!*
~Leah