Drama Queen or King...

Drama Queens

So Saturday, I had to wake up early! I woke up, took my daily shower, did my daily routine-as always. My family had to get up early to drive to Cedar Falls Saturday morning. My older sister, attending UNI, had to move out of her dorm room by 12 0'clock. We left our house in Anamosa about 9 to get there around 10:30.
Why so early? Well let me tell you. Apparently my father, who is no longer married to my mom was being a drama queen! He had felt it was time that my sister could "understand" that she needed to not only scedual him into her scedual, but make sure he DIDNT see my mother! After 17 years of my life and 19 of hers- he has never had a problem co-operating with my mom if it involves us kids.
Regardless, we went up to UNI to help my sister move. As we drew close to her new dorm room...my mother pointed out that something smelled like bleach. So up in the room, my sister, frantically, dumped all her clothes out onto the floor and searched them for bleach spots. She was a nervous wreck. After seeing her clothes have bleach on them- she went crazy. "EVERYTHING" was going wrong for her.