I swear dealing with my Mom is like being in 3 different, but very similar, versions of Groundhog Day. And instead of waking up every morning and restarting the same day, it feels like at random times, the version just switches. So we wake up in Crazy Angry Groundhog Day, but 30 mins later we are in Normal Groundhog Day, then an hour later we are in Sleepy-helpless Groundhog Day. You just never know what movie you are in. It's exhausting!