I blame today on the Lashpair:*
Loads of snow, and a crappy drive out to my mom's place, where we discovered she'd pulled one last crappy evil act before departing. More details later, but suffice to say grief has been replaced by intense anger and relief that I NEVER have to deal with her again. My mother was truly insane- how we turned out, I'll never know. I feel a very long LJ post coming on.
*Lashpair are responsible for snow only, not psychotic, drug addicted geriatric patients. As far as I know, anyway.
