Cleaning House
Seem's that's what i'm allways doing, and it's never done!!!!
There are always dishes undone, there are always clothes on the floor by the washer, stuff that isn't up in the attic are stored in front of the back door, i'm to the point i just don't like this house, it never has felt like a home.
There is absolutely no place to put anything, and the front room and kitchen are aranged so that you have to walk in a zig zag to go from point a to point b. I want to move, i really do, but you can't beat what i pay in rent, 3 bedroom's, attic, front porch, fenced in yard, yard is big, quiet neighborhood, church yard next door, it's quite nice, if it was a different house. I also have the two boys who live here, one of them being mine, he doesn't make so much a mess, neither does the other one that lives here, but both of them plus me plus Tracy, it aquires garbage and laundry quite quickly. Tracy works, so I must clean blah and i can hardley get the boys to do anything at all, not even take the garbage out or remember to do one thing i ask, bitch bitch, i know, but it just becomes frustrating.
Me and Tracy left for the weekend, and came back it was a total disaster and they didn't want to help clean.. it's just frustrating, that the one boy won't do shit around here without attitude. it's beginning to piss me off.
I'm getting ready to pack for Daytona, try to find what fits and what don't,I hate to be pressured or constantly reminded by other adults what i have to do. My cousin keeps asking me if i'm packed yet.. i told her, i can't pack till the night before, i have to wear my clothes up to the day i pack, i don't have extra things, i wear these, what little i have that fits me.
I don't feel much like writing,,,
There are always dishes undone, there are always clothes on the floor by the washer, stuff that isn't up in the attic are stored in front of the back door, i'm to the point i just don't like this house, it never has felt like a home.
There is absolutely no place to put anything, and the front room and kitchen are aranged so that you have to walk in a zig zag to go from point a to point b. I want to move, i really do, but you can't beat what i pay in rent, 3 bedroom's, attic, front porch, fenced in yard, yard is big, quiet neighborhood, church yard next door, it's quite nice, if it was a different house. I also have the two boys who live here, one of them being mine, he doesn't make so much a mess, neither does the other one that lives here, but both of them plus me plus Tracy, it aquires garbage and laundry quite quickly. Tracy works, so I must clean blah and i can hardley get the boys to do anything at all, not even take the garbage out or remember to do one thing i ask, bitch bitch, i know, but it just becomes frustrating.
Me and Tracy left for the weekend, and came back it was a total disaster and they didn't want to help clean.. it's just frustrating, that the one boy won't do shit around here without attitude. it's beginning to piss me off.
I'm getting ready to pack for Daytona, try to find what fits and what don't,I hate to be pressured or constantly reminded by other adults what i have to do. My cousin keeps asking me if i'm packed yet.. i told her, i can't pack till the night before, i have to wear my clothes up to the day i pack, i don't have extra things, i wear these, what little i have that fits me.
I don't feel much like writing,,,