Just now I was hanging out in my bedroom you know watching some tv, and my mom comes into my room to ask me about what time I’m substitute teaching tomorrow and when I’m getting out and where to pick me up, etc.  Then she gets distracted and starts lecturing me once again, “I don’t understand how you can live like this! HOW do you do it?”  Only this time she took it a step further and starting picking up random stuff, but it was like a cough drop wrapper, and a stick of deodorant (which she just picked up off the floor and put on my nightstand…it’s empty), then she picks up like 3 beer caps from said nightstand and like a couple of more small wrappers, some apple stems, and she was done.  

So while she is doing this, “I’m like it’s not really a lot that bad, it’s just small stuff here and there.”  

And she says all cranky-bear, “yeaaaah I know!!!” And with that, she stormed out of my room with her tiny little handful/contribution to cleaning the room she finds sooo appalling and slammed the door ajar.  Yes you read that correctly.  She pulled it closed in a big huff, but then didn’t actually let it slam because she maybe didn’t really want to cause THAT big of a stink, or maybe because she realized that slamming doors is a really teenage thing to do (think Mary Catherine Gallagher in SUPERSTAR!).  Either way, it was really strange, and I thought it deserved mention.  There you go, two updates in as many days. WOWZA.