So, I am tired of keeping all the shit I need for our house in my damned room.  At first, I had to store all our bathroom stuff in here, because she kept going through it and rearranging it and whatnot.  But eventually I put that all back and she's left it alone.  But then I had to hide my dishsoap and scrubbies and all our household cleaners in here, too, otherwise she'll use them for nefarious purposes, which do not always include actually cleaning.  And I still have them all in my room.  But I have come up with a genius idea: I am buying some magnetic child locks and I am going to install them on the cabinets and drawers that I want her to stay out of in the kitchen and store ALL this shit that's taking up ALL this room in my bedroom in there.  It's kind of genius.  Why didn't I think of this before?  

And my explanation for doing so?  To keep the cats out.  Because the cats LOVE to get into our fucking cabinet and fuck shit up.  So, my reasoning is partially true.  But it's also to keep the elderly toddler out of these places, too.  

Also, I turned our front hall coat closet into a pantry (and it's working out GREAT!) and I tried to install a new doorknob (with a lock) on it to keep her out but damn, it's one of those old 1970's ones that someone pounded in the inner part with a hammer.  I can't get it out!  Oh well.  I did install a new front door doorknob though.  So that's something.  OH, and I turned the doorknob on our living room door around so now it locks from the living room side and not the kitchen.  I want to be able to exercise and dance and do things in my living room, but I can't, because she will come in and say shit to me.  I need PRIVACY and this house has zero.  So, I turned the knob around so I can lock everyone out while I am exercising (now, just to remember to turn off the video camera in there when I am in there so my kids don't hit record and share it with their friends LOL).  

So, I feel accomplished today.  

In other news, my mother has been calling her sister since Thursday and she hasn't been answering.  And I am tempted to call the police to do a wellness check on her just be a jerk.  They did that to my mother right before we moved in here (my cousins and my aunt), knowing damn well she was okay because I was there taking care of her.  So, I want to repay them the favor.  Also, I am kind of worried, as she lives alone.  But if she turns out to be fine?  I will never worry about her again.  Because who freaking doesn't call someone back for four days and doesn't answer their emails?  Her Facebook profile has nothing on it, I don't even think she uses it anymore.  So, I really have no idea how to get ahold of her.  But we'll see what happens. 

So, I've been busy today.  I did all that stuff I already said, did all our laundry, cleaned the living room, cleaned our bedroom, washed the bathroom windows, and the toilet.  And I took a walk with my youngest son and we're preparing to play Gloomhaven at some point.  Until them, I am whipping out my new card game that I got called "Onirim" and I hope it's fun.  We got some pizza and it's gross so I'm making a PB&J instead.  

My new locks should be here on Tuesday and I'll be glad to get this crap out of my room for once!!  Ugh!  And yay!