Enough of the chit-chat.
This morning, I woke up at 8am. I was supposed to mop the floor. Then I saw my grandma lying on the couch, fanning herself. I brushed my teeth. I told her I was going to mop.

Then she quickly stand up and tell me say use the dry cleaning mop! I told her that my mum said I should use the purple wet cleaning mop. But she insisted on the dry one then using the clean one later. Two mops? Why don't just use the purple one which finishes everything?

She shouted that I should use the dry one.
I told her that I do not want.
She kept insisting until I went into the bathroom and putting the purple mop into the water.

Now, she is telling about her cleaning life. How she cleaned her past house and saying how pitiful is she. She does that everytime. This is when everything ends!

Real Granny Counsellers out there! HELP!

By Markie.

Labels: stubborness