Fuckity, fuckity...fuck! (name THAT movie's opening lines??)
Okaasan NOTICED my room cleaning????
As I made dinner last night I could see her fretting around in her room, looking at stuff, picking things up and peering and moving around.
I got more and more nervous. My great cleaning stint yesterday had been TOO good. She was noticing the difference. What had I moved? What was she about to do to me?
I watched her ferreting about and sitting slumped on the sofa...my GOD...even folding T-shirts and towels from the heap behind her!
What to do? I could see a dinner time blow up approaching.
Decided to Take The Okaasan By the Horns and get in my story first.
As I called mother and son to dinner I entered Okaasan's room cheerfully: "Good evening! How are you? By the way, today when you were out I vacumned your room, so if you notice things have moved, that's why. Oh, and I took that nightgown out of the washing machine and hung it up. Is that ok?"
"Ahh? Nightgown? It was in the machine? Ahh. Vacumm? Oh, thankyou for your help, I'm sorry for bothering you!".
Followed a happy family dinner of chat and laughs.
Maybe this is the way to go - to be open about going into her room and doing stuff, so that she is comfortable with knowing that sometimes I am there....
* Got the movie reference yet???? Hint: Hugh Grant...weddings...