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What am I even asking for?
I know I'm not quite as...depressed...as I sound, and that some of it is borrowed from the book. But I really do feel that way about the house. Maybe I will sweep all the stuff into a trash bag, just to see if it works. The house might look better for it.
I am just so bored. I don't think he'd care. He knows he has work for the rest of his life, and he doesn't care what it is. But I do. I don't want to be stuck here cleaning up after him, I want to be doing something that people notice, something where I'm not alone and the whole job isn't so repetitive. Or...repetitive in ways that he caused. I don't know. I don't know what I'm really mad at, although I know that ball of wrappers is part of it.
I wish I didn't hate him so much.
I know I'm not quite as...depressed...as I sound, and that some of it is borrowed from the book. But I really do feel that way about the house. Maybe I will sweep all the stuff into a trash bag, just to see if it works. The house might look better for it.
I am just so bored. I don't think he'd care. He knows he has work for the rest of his life, and he doesn't care what it is. But I do. I don't want to be stuck here cleaning up after him, I want to be doing something that people notice, something where I'm not alone and the whole job isn't so repetitive. Or...repetitive in ways that he caused. I don't know. I don't know what I'm really mad at, although I know that ball of wrappers is part of it.
I wish I didn't hate him so much.