So I just got done spending the day with my mom. She helped me organize the baby room and get some shopping done.
Omg.. of course when she first walks in she smells it. She starts going on about it. I say, I can't smell it in here (kitchen). Then she is LOOKING for the source. Even tho I told her it was prob just a lingering odor from hubby smoking weed earlier that week that wafted into the house.
She says it doesn't smell like weed. *rolls eyes*
Then she is checking the kitty room where I keep the litter boxes. "maybe it is the kitty boxes?" I say the smell would be stronger in there if that was the source.
She literally went on and on and on.... Even tho I said it was prob weed she smelled and that the smell would be gone in a week or so once it left the fabrics. I was like "it is what it is, don't worry about it"
When we get home from the store and hubby is downstairs. She goes downstairs to get baby laundry. Then she is asking hubby if the smell is coming from the litter box *facepalm*.
So I yell down the stairs "MOM, i said it WASN'T the litter box. Would you just drop it?" She protests. I call down again "No, you are being rude, I have asked you to drop it several times. You have been going on about it all day. It is annoying."
So of course she is all butthurt. I am still like, I asked you several times to stop. It is what it is. It will be gone soon. She says she was just trying to help and that she can smell it through out the house. I was like, all I smell is clean laundry. (and that is all I could smell) She says it smells like sewage or shit at the front door. I say again, weed. No, she says, weed doesn't smell like that. Okay mom.
So after she leaves about 20 min later, I go downstairs and I don't smell anything. Asked hubby if he smells anything. Nope.
THAT IS WHY I DON'T WANT MY MOM TO KNOW I GROW. THE PESTERING and WORRYING WOULD NEVER STOP!!