Go to Bed, Damn It

My mother went to bed around 9:00. My father fell asleep a little before 11:00. I thought it was going to be an easy night. Then my mother got out of bed at 11:00 and strolled on out to the kitchen. She got a snack and went back to her room. A few minutes later she got up and got another snack and went back to her room. A few minutes later she went out to the kitchen, which is full of boxes and furniture right now and decided to rearrange the coffee k-cups. Umm… the fuck? The she decided to just lean over the counter and stay there… for about half an hour. Just standing there. Sure, she fell asleep for a bit. I woke her up and told her to go to bed and she didn’t believe me when I said she fell asleep. She swore up and down that she wasn’t even remotely tired. Umm.. you were fucking snoring. She got pissed and said she was wide awake. Go to fucking bed, I wanted to scream, but instead just kept suggesting it calmly. Eventually she did, but I am pretty sure she’s still sitting up in that weird half asleep/half awake thing she does.

Nope. I just heard her moving around in her room. I think she laid down. Fucking finally! Go to bed, damn it! So that I can go to bed too! I have to be up before the fucking sun tomorrow and I am exhausted. ARRGHHH!

The amount of swearing in this post is definitely an over reaction. I’m not that pissed off, really. I’m just tired and I want this to be over. I want to go home.

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