I just sighed. HUGE sigh. Of RELIEF. My mother finally went down for her nap. She's been with me since the kids left for college, and I love her, of course I do, but I swear... I mean I just needed some quiet. Some actual silence. So quiet I can hear my own damn thoughts for five minutes. And I feel AWFUL for it. She's my mom. What kind of monster am I?

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