This morning, my folks informed me that they would be showing up at 09:30 tomorrow to help me move. Whether or not I liked the idea of going a full day without anything I couldn't fit in my carryon luggage. (Even microwave meals require a microwave.) Whether or not I thought I'd be done packing. Whether or not I thought I'd even be awake at the time. All of the above on less than 24h notice.

Earlier this week I'd told them when my plane left, and requested that after checking their schedule they call me back so we could talk about timing. This is not what I meant.

Sad thing is, they've been doing this sort of thing so long that it took half a day to figure out what I was angry about.
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