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It is totaly impossible to concentrate on anything with Mom in the same room. Every time it gets quiet enough to settle into concentrating on something, Mom will start talking to one of the cats (as if the cat was a baby), about one of the cats (as if everything the cats do is fascinating and worth comment), think out load, comment on whatever SHE is concentrating on, or make any of a number of bodily noises (burping, farting, whatever) and totaly destroy my concentration. Then it will quiet down again long enough for me to start getting back into whatever I’m doing. Wash, rinse, repeat.

And now I just made the mistake of finally commenting aload about this (one of the cats did something, so she had to tell me about it and I made a frustrated noise), and she’s acting hurt.
Bleh.