Miss KT is on a rampage. My brother's kids have been visiting my mother for a few days, and she has not handled it well. Especially having N around...he's 10, she has been irritated with the air the kid breathes, and she feels the need to text me to relay her discontent. Additionally, we got her a car so I can have the truck back. The car is a five-speed, so she has to learn to shift. Yesterday she was doing very well. Starting at 10:30 this morning, I read about how my mother is complaining about everything, including the weather in China; how N watches nothing but cartoons; she wants to watch Millionaire but only got to watch the news; she's bored and wants me to take her shopping; she can't leave the house because they're working on the road; and all this is MY fault because I bought her a car she couldn't drive. The issues with the kids...well, you're an only child, relax. I'm not having a good day with my knee, so I'm not going anywhere. Plus, I just bought you a car...I don't have any money. If you're bored, go to the gym. You've spent the past few months complaining about the gas mileage on the truck, now you have something else to drive. Go practice around the neighborhood. She's furious. I'm feeling pretty good. I did not argue. I did not fuss. I simply responded to her messages in a calm and rational manner.