My brother
Well, finally it looks like I have enough time to post an entry up on the blog. It looks like it has been a while, and that lots has happened, hell, it has been a while. For starters, my brother.
Well, for starters it would be about my brother. Just I had predicted, he did turn us into his housemaids. I must admit I do admire my sister’s patience coz I don’t think I would have managed with him on my own. Two days into his stay with us it was already horrible. Like, seriously, a twenty five year old sitting in the house all day, has to wait for us to come home and do the cooking and cleaning for him! Hell sometimes we both got home after ten, and there he will be, waiting for you to get your asses into the kitchen and fix him something! Downright horrible! Ok, with his stay around here I noticed something. I noticed that all of a sudden emotions I had hidden really well kept creeping out at the wrong time. I would snap at my male customers, all over sudden all my male friends got to my nerves with the smallest thing they said. It’s like I kept seeing parts of my brother in all the other men I crossed paths with, and it was not pleasant. Seeing a member of my family should not have that effect on me, I should be happy to see them, but as far as I can tell, seeing them means disaster for me and for the men in my life. I was totally glad when he finally went off. Thought he didn’t like totally go off coz he still has my set of keys to the house and doesn’t want to give them back. Well, buying a new padlock cant be that hard. Once you move out of your mother’s house, there are some things you just never hope to follow you to your house. If they have to, then they are not welcomed in.
I love my brother and all, I hope he knows that. But living with him is just one thing I just cant stand, no pun intended.