And of course it's my fault, oh yes, it always is

[napoleonherself]

I love it when I ask mom to do something, she agrees that it's a good idea, and then the next week she goes ahead and doesn't do it and gets angry at me when I ask her why not.

No details. You don't want them, trust me. It's gross and disgusting and yet another reason I want out of this house as soon as possible.