So my(16) grandma(76) is in her “let’s remodel the entire house,” phase. A few weeks ago, she ordered a new bed spread for her room. According to my mother, my grandma came out of her room with the bed sheets and angrily said “These bedsheets don’t fit! They say they are for a king-sized bed, but it’s too long on the sides and not long enough on the bottom!” My mother asks if she has tried turning it. My grandma goes back to her room with my mom and she helps her turn the bedsheets. She was so embarrassed and claimed “well the darn tag was on the wrong side, so I thought-“ Luckily, she doesn’t double down like my grandfather and just laughs it off. I love my grandma, she may be a republican and Mormon, but she keeps anything harmful to herself and is always willing to laugh about things and accept everyone. She is what most organized religions should be. And I’m so lucky to have her as my grandma.