Dad moving the newspaper =paranoid because of chilli fries dish would spill=angry me

On Monday,  I went to get food from Wendy's -this week was the best week for me to do it because I'm busy for rest of the month-Pancake supper next Tuesday  and Mom has to sing in the choir on Ash Wednesday so that means an early supper,  and the following week on Wednesday- Mom and I are going to be seeing the Aladdin the musical play in Toto,  and the following week-i'm helping "G" get to and from her hairdresser.

I really like to be able to have newspaper section I read right next to my placement so i can read it so occasionally my food get on it-especially on Thursday morning when I have oatmeal or cereal and they get dropped onto the paper when I'm eating & reading.

I came home from getting food,  put two things (portabella mushroom burger and baked potato) into the fridge to turn into 2 meals and then unload the lunch for that day- Dave's Single Cheese burger and Chili fries.   And with the few sections I was in the kitchen again putting the 2nd bag (they gave me 2 bags with the 2 meals)-into the recycling and getting a plate for me to put the burger on- and in the few mins  Dad who was for some reason having his breakfast at almost noon,  and he had been up since shortly before 10:45 (because I went downstairs at the time to leave)-had moved the section of the newspaper I was going to read way to far out of my way and that ticked me off really- because I need to have it close to me.

So when I moved it back to where I wanted and Dad kept moving it and telling me to open up the *bacon* container  that had the chill fries in it-because he was so  *bacon* parnoaid that the *bacon* container will spill onto the *bacon* newspaper.

So Dad and I started an entire fight about it (We made up later like we always do).  For some reason Mom didn't hear us and yet she normally hear us when we have this kind of  a fight.