Getting over a cold

I'm not sure whether or not I should post this. I've been getting conflicting orders from my mum on whether or not I should wear earrings, I was trying to explain to her that I couldn't exactly guess her thoughts. I'm sure that I'm not the only one whose concentration is interrupted from time to time. My mum used to hide all her books in the most gross place in her body until she actually  got what she wanted from me, and when she used to miss me, she'd try to get me to explain what I did  at school or something, and it sounded like she was trying to manipulate me. I still to this day don't understand why she can do what she wants without being punished for it. I think her obituary would be:  "Eat poison or something." She used to suggest that I drink coffee or something, but the fun thing is that you can most certainly get coffee out of a machine, so I think that perhaps she should stop thinking about whether or not people will judge her and just write. Editing can always be done later. It's like saying, well, why did you do this, or why did you do that? Gossip is the worst thing ever.