Just in Time for REALLY IMPORTANT EVENTS

What's on time? Her ranting, raging outbursts.  They always arrive just on time for some REALLY important meeting/phone call/trip/task or whatever that you really want to go well.  Maybe she senses my frenetic anxiety over whatever it is and she takes it on as her new modus operandi.  Whatever the reason, the stress level goes from a five to a ten in about 10 seconds, both she and I escalating rapidly.  Maybe it's the continually dull gray skies we have been subjected to for weeks now.  All I know is I can't wait for Monday when she starts school.  I REALLY hope it goes well.  I've got a house to sell.