Living with ya Mum.....
19 years since leaving home, I moved back in with my mother very recently on a strictly short term basis before I go travelling again.
By travelling, clearly I mean aircraft and air-con hotels rather than beaches and dreadlocks.
Anyhooo.
Morning number 1 with my mum after 19 years...
Mum: Morning love, would you like a coffee?
Me: Yeah, thanks Mum, that would be good.
Mum: Do you want some breakfast love?
Me: No Thanks Mum, I don't eat breakfast.
Mum: I've only got brown bread.... is that ok?
Me: No thanks Mum, I don't eat breakfast.
*slight pause* (um, like 2 minutes)
Mum: I've got some Shredded Wheat if you like....
Me: Really Mum, I don't eat breakfast.
Mum: I'm sure there was some white bread in one of the boxes that you brought from your house yesterday.....
Me: It's OK Mum, I don't eat breakfast.
*another slight pause*
Mum: I found the white bread... I put 2 peices in the toaster....
Me: OK, Mum... as it's in the toaster I'll eat it.....
*24 hours goes by*
Mum: Morning love, would you like a coffee?
Me: Yeah, thanks Mum, that would be good.
Mum: Do you want some breakfast love?
Me: No Thanks Mum, I don't eat breakfast.
Mum: *tersely* WELL... YOU HAD BREAKFAST YESTERDAY !!!!!
*sigh* I need outta here.
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