Washington DC, day 0

Our flight to Washington DC is scheduled to leave from the Oakland Airport. With the bay bridge closed during labor day weekend, and the fact that everyone is leaving on the same flight, we wanted to all carpool over to the airport together. My parent's first idea was that we'd all carpool to my sister's house in San Ramon, a good 40 minute drive east of the airport. My sister and parents live in San Francisco, which would be about 1 hour and 15 mins away from my oldest sister's. They wanted to sleep over at my sister's house on friday night, and head to the airport saturday morning. One problem with that is my sister's house has only 2 couches (1 sofa and 2 loveseat) and hardwood floors. Two people would have to sleep on the ground, and it's not going to be my parents. I decided to veto that idea, but offered my parents and my younger sister they can sleep over at my place since I have a spare bedroom with bed, and a really comfortable sofa. My plan was to go to tahoe with B on thursday and come back late friday, so I left my keys with my parents to they can get in anytime they wanted.

I come back late friday night (around 1am), find my parents asleep. I also found out my mom washed all my dishes in the sink, took my loaf of bread and put it in the freezer, took some of my leftovers inside tupperware that was sitting in the fridge, and put that in the freezer, including a tupperware containing rice that I was going to throw out. I go upstairs to my room and notice that my mom had put two of my suits in my closet into a plastic garment bag. I remember the conversation a couple of weeks ago with my mom. She said she had a plastic garment bag she wanted to give me. I told her I didn't want it, that I already had one. She then started to go on about how it would protect my suit from dust sitting in my closet for long periods. I then rebutted that I use my suits almost weekly ever since pageant activities started and it doesn't sit in my closet long enough to gather dust. Now I see this garment bag that she got from JC Penny because it was written on it, hanging in my closet with two of my suits in there. Why? Why must she do that? This is what I get for leaving my parents alone in my house unsupervised.