She's gone, she's gone, she's gone

I can't tell you how happy I am that my mother is gone. Geez I feel like I am 12 yrs old around her. Tells me what I should be doing around my house, cleaning and gardening and discipline of Spidey. What the fuck? I am doing far better then she EVER did now leave me alone. I don't have to clean my hamster cage every 2 freakin days, don't use a heaping full scoop of laundry soap when I only use 1/2 a scoop or less. My skin is going to go nuts now because of the residue. And mother, please when you fold my clothes, make sure they are not fucking inside out.