Mom is talking to herself out in the kitchen. I'm in the den working on the computer. She turns towards me seeking assistance with something.
Mom: Can you help me with these things?
I get up and head out into the other room.
Me: Help you with what things?
Mom: Those things.
She points to our electric stove. The heating coils have been unplugged and removed, as well as the metal collector pans underneath them.
Me: Why did you remove them in the first place?
Mom: Because I'm an idiot.
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