Why go looking for trouble where none exists?

Tonight, the phone rang a little before 9p. Have I mentioned that I don't like the phone? And that I really cringe when there are calls between 8:30-9:00? (after 9p really torques me unless I'm waiting for someone to call). Anyhow, it was my sister with a serious tone of voice that instantly made me start to think something was wrong (and that I'd have to fix it). She was all concerned that she had been to our moms and needed some bread or a cracker cuz she wasn't feeling well. Mom went to the oven where she has a bunch of boxed stuff stored. I saw it last week but didn't really think much of it. My mom keeps enough food on-hand that there is no risk of her starving to death. Ever. If anything, she'd die because something had spoiled! She also doesn't have much room for storage and her need to "have stuff" creates the need for her to put it some place! So, since she lives alone and doesn't have to cook much, the oven must have seemed like the perfect solution!

I think my sister was pissed that, a) I knew about this storage "system" and didn't tell her, and b) that it didn't bother me one bit. And maybe c) could have pissed her off that my voice may have sounded as if I thought she was being ridiculous. *shrug* Never have been good at hiding my feelings!

I worry about my sister and her anger. I can imagine that one day her head will explode like they do in the cartoons. Only this won't be funny.

I wish she could find the basis for her rage. I wish I could help her.