A conversation between my mother and myself

Mom: Dad, Keith and I are going to the cottage on Thursday. Are you sure you will be okay by yourself?

Me: Yeah, I'll be fine. If I get scared or lonely, I'll invite Tony over.

Mom: (long pause) You'll invite Tony over to stay?...If you 're going to, you need to tell me because I need to clean the washroom.

:D

I love that her biggest concern was that she needed to clean the washroom :)

Update

Okay, so upon talking to a friend, I realized I should probably update this again :P. Just a short post for now, but I ended up going to California. The chest x-ray showed that I had bronchitis, not pneumonia. The trip was great.