Family Feud?
[hey kids]
So yeah. BIg news for me. And it is not good. Well, that result is yet to be determined.
So after work Saturday, i go home. David, my father, is there pulling out cleaning supplies from his car. I asked him what was up. And he responded, "I'm helping your sister move in."
WHAT?!!!
I noticed my sister's car and ran inside. Most her shit were crowding the hallways, there were giant bags of garbage, she was cleaning the house (see "Oh so disgusting" entry), my brother's stuff was in Sara's room, and sister's boyfriend was painting brother's room. I was going ape shit.
So my sister, her boyfriend, and their annoying spoiled 5-year old kid were going to live in my brother's room. My brother rarely stays at home and usually sleeps on the couch, so his shit was moved to the garage.
Apparently, as the story goes, her lease was up and her new place wasn't ready in time. So she cancelled it. Sara being in a financial crisis offered my sister my brother's room in exchange for some monetary aide. It seems she was fed up with me being a dead beat son and not giving her money the past couple of months. What?! She forgets to pay the bills after I give her money.
It's sad two of her kids, grown adults, are once again living under the same roof, with bonus guests.
The reason I think this is bad was that she's bossy and loud. Her boyfriend's a pushover who every once in a while snaps. And her kid is loud obnoxious and a spoiled brat. this can't end good. I don't respond well to orders, yelling, or kids.
I have to change the lock in my room b/c I lost my key and her kid will go in there and grab things. He might find some things that will get me in real serious shit.
Again so far things have been OK but it's just been the end of day two. The plus side there will always be food in the fridge now and some of her furniture is better than the shit we have.
Saturday I escaped and went to a friend's "feel good" party. Man I felt good.
We'll see how this ends up.
Sigh.
[fin]
So yeah. BIg news for me. And it is not good. Well, that result is yet to be determined.
So after work Saturday, i go home. David, my father, is there pulling out cleaning supplies from his car. I asked him what was up. And he responded, "I'm helping your sister move in."
WHAT?!!!
I noticed my sister's car and ran inside. Most her shit were crowding the hallways, there were giant bags of garbage, she was cleaning the house (see "Oh so disgusting" entry), my brother's stuff was in Sara's room, and sister's boyfriend was painting brother's room. I was going ape shit.
So my sister, her boyfriend, and their annoying spoiled 5-year old kid were going to live in my brother's room. My brother rarely stays at home and usually sleeps on the couch, so his shit was moved to the garage.
Apparently, as the story goes, her lease was up and her new place wasn't ready in time. So she cancelled it. Sara being in a financial crisis offered my sister my brother's room in exchange for some monetary aide. It seems she was fed up with me being a dead beat son and not giving her money the past couple of months. What?! She forgets to pay the bills after I give her money.
It's sad two of her kids, grown adults, are once again living under the same roof, with bonus guests.
The reason I think this is bad was that she's bossy and loud. Her boyfriend's a pushover who every once in a while snaps. And her kid is loud obnoxious and a spoiled brat. this can't end good. I don't respond well to orders, yelling, or kids.
I have to change the lock in my room b/c I lost my key and her kid will go in there and grab things. He might find some things that will get me in real serious shit.
Again so far things have been OK but it's just been the end of day two. The plus side there will always be food in the fridge now and some of her furniture is better than the shit we have.
Saturday I escaped and went to a friend's "feel good" party. Man I felt good.
We'll see how this ends up.
Sigh.
[fin]