Sigh, mothers...

One thing I can say for sure already is that when this week is over I won't have watched that much involuntary TV, but still won't have gotten much actually done. Why? Well, the title says it all.

"Help me with dinner a moment"
"Help me clean out this closet"
"Help me take down the paintings"
"Help me clean behind the paintings" (honestly, who does that?)
"Help me saw this board" (WTF?)
"Help me move the furniture" (!!!)
"Help me with this horrible pain in my lower back" (...)

And I don't have duedates as an excuse to say "no" anyomre. Worst part is, my mother has things to do that do have duedates. Why is she going through all this trouble? Beats me. I'm really starting to hate summer vacation.