3 Days Off

Hello again. I enjoyed my 3 days off. The first day I got up at 3 in the afternoon. I watched TV and movies until it was time for bed at midnight. The only excitement came was when the electricity went off for 20 minutes. I called my sister on the other side of town, her house was fine and offered her spare bedroom if it did not come back on. Right after I hang up the lights come back on and I have to reset all my electronics. The second day I went shopping for Halloween things advertised in Sunday's newspaper. I carved out a jack-o-latern and watched more movies.
Just as the first movie started, my mother called wandering what I was doing. I tell her all about my carved pumpkin and mostly doing nothing of importance. She asked about my sister and wanted to know if I spoke to her recently. She always asks this question every time I talked to her since my sister moved to the city I live in. I never understand why she does not simply call my sister if mother wishes to know how my sister is.
I learned that my sister opened her big mouth and told mother I was getting a separate car insurance. I currently am under my father's insurance. Mother was tweaking in asking every detail of my new policy and how any insurance I bought did not cover the event I would get sued by someone if I hit them. She insisted I must stay under my father's insurance to covered from being sued.
In between her ramblings, I try to explain to her the policy I saw on the computer covers many things, including liability if I hit someone. After arguing for several minutes that my father can change names on the insurance and car titles (which I thought odd since the car title has both my father's and my names on it). I finally said in a stern voice "Mother" (which means get a grip) "I just won't anybody and if I did I do not believe Daddy would be paying for anything I did."
Mother then asks if I have a type of insurance she can not think the name of, but it covers people suing you. I ask how she expects me to answer the question if she does not the the name of it. We finally get around to talking about my grandma in mother's kitchen. My grandma has Alzheimer's disease so she needs constant supervision. My parents and my father's sisters take turns caring for her since grandpa died four years ago.
Grandma does something that gets mother's attention so we stop talking. I rewind the movie to the beginning and make it to bed by 12:30. Day 3 of my days off saw me getting up early at 11 and printing Thanksgiving cards off my computer. I realized I am almost out of allergy medicine so make a quick trip to a store to discover it almost doubled in price.
I came back to edit a few pages of my fairytale for my niece as I listen to the TV. I call mother to see if she figured out the name of the insurance she was thinking of. She had not. Then I grabbed my laundry and headed to my sister's house. The freeway between her house and mind has been going through reconstruction so it is starting to become a nightmare getting there. One street I travel on will close later tonight so I have to figure out another path to get home.
I play with my sister's cats, make her cry when I leave the room, and realize later that I tossed in my dirty clothes in the washer without soap, closing the lid, or turning it on. I change and feed the baby. I inform my sister of mother's phone call yesterday. She says mother was calm when she told her and not to listen to her because she is just paranoid. I thought later that should be grateful she wasn't yelling like she did when I got my own credit card years and I pulled the phone receiver away from my ear. I went a couple miles out of my way to get back home and hang up my clothes. Well I better go to bed soon. I have to work tomorrow. Goodbye.