Now that Sis has gone incognito for a few days on a ..... errrrrrr .... vacation -- yes, that's it, a vacation -- I took a moment to revel in the sweet silence and ponder the shameful past, hopeful that this break could represent a turning point of sorts.
And strangely, rather than enjoying the delicious quietude, I found myself haunted anew by the memory of this horribly humiliating episode. It seems I may be suffering from sister-induced post-traumatic stress disorder. I shudder. I will forever shudder.