she makes no sense

... or maybe it is just me.

As I have mentioned before, my mom is obsessed with my under-shirts being whiter than white. She would rather they be worn once and be throw away then for me to wear one that might look like I actually wore it before.

Well today, I walked downstairs to get my laundry out of the dryer and I find her rummaging through my clothes. She claims that it just happened to click off as she was standing there so she figured she would fold my clothes for me. First of all she has not folded my clothes for quite some time now, I don't know why she would start doing it again now. Secondly, she was using this as an oppurtunity to sort out the older shirts and confiscate them from me. I heard her say, "These would make good rags, but I don't know where to put them that he will not take them back."

She told me to throw them away countless times, but it is ok for her to keep them in the house. She agrues that they are cheap and that I should just buy new ones. There is nothing wrong with the old ones, no one sees them outside of the house. Yeah, I could buy new ones, but I will get to wear them once maybe twice before she is up my ass again. More and more I understand why my dad refers to her as Monk from time to time.