Murmuring

When we got home from picking up mom at work last night, I went straight to my bedroom and I heard her murmuring in the kitchen. She is so upset of me because I didn’t clean the kitchen. She saw a pile of dirty plates in our kitchen sink, so I went down and apologize with her. I explained that I was not able to clean because I was trying to figure out my computer monitor, that it took me hours before I am able to fix it. Then I had to pack all those Christmas present that I need to send for my sister in Louisiana, so that it will get there before Christmas. I’m glad that she listened and understand me, which is unusual because most of the time, she don’t agree every words I say. Maybe she was in the good mood yesterday and thinks being grouchy wont do any good to her lol!