Well, I was working when I heard my phone, I thought it was my alarm clock again, she ( her pet name is Lerda, it means idiot in an affectionate way in Spanish) has this stupid habit of not stopping whining and making me feel as if I was getting late or something. Finally after I had connected all the dots in my head, I realised that it was a different melody and someone, my mum, was calling.
This is what I recall:
Mum:- Are you awake darling?
Me:- Yes mum (I have always wanted to say something really clever in response to this kind of rhetorical questions, alas, I am not a mean person, you can call me adorable if you please).
Mum:- So how are you?
Me: I am well, upstairs, in my bedroom.
Mum: Oh ok, so you are awake. Great, you have a coffee in the kitchen.
So, I love my mum. I simply find it impossible not to.