Haha! I told her I was gonna be up at 5:30am, but then I realized I was gonna be at work until 6pm, so I wanted time to do my hair, too. This meant waking up at 5am instead. While I was up doing my makeup, she played around with the cats, got dressed, made coffee, etc. When it was 5:25am, I went into the bathroom to do my hair. This is when she freaked out.
I was doing my hair and she came in “Good MORNING!” and was so loud (when I get few hours of sleep, the last thing I want to hear is that in my ear, so I was cranky). I said good morning back, and commented on how loud she was. She said, “Because you’re awake. I can be!” I said, “Yeah, but you don’t have to be.”
And the rest of the conversation went like this:
Mom: Well, you don’t even like to talk in the mornings.
Me: Exactly. Who talks in the morning? What is the point?
Mom: Don’t be snappy with me just because you didn’t get a lot of sleep.
Me: I’m always this way when I don’t get a lot of sleep.
Mom: Omg, you’re like this EVERY morning.
Me: That’s not true.
Mom: Yes, it is!
Me: Don’t say that when you know it’s a lie.
Mom: Well, you’re not supposed to even be awake until 5:30am.
Me: It’s 5:30am now.
Mom: Well, I have to leave before you.
Me: Well, you could’ve been in here while I was doing my makeup.
Mom: Don’t even start with me. I’m not in the mood.
Me: I’m just saying, you knew I was up earlier, so you could’ve been in here doing your hair.
Mom: I was getting dressed!
Me: Getting dressed doesn’t take a half hour.
Mom: *glaring at me while I continue to do my hair*
About 30 seconds passes like this.
Me: Are you just gonna keep staring at me while I do my hair? Because that’s weird.
Mom: *throws her brush into the counter/mirror* I said I had to leave before you! *storms out*
And that was that. Then she acted like I wasn’t here the rest of the morning except to say, “See ya,” before she left. She let the dog out, gave all the cats some treats…stuff I’m capable of doing before I leave. If you let the dog out a whole 40 min before I leave, then she won’t want to go out when I leave, making her hold her pee LONGER until I get home at 6:30pm before everyone else.
Whatevvvvvs. (Sorry I couldn’t make this a read more thing. I’m on my phone).