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I think I will be cleaning until the day I move out.
So yesterday, me and Katie busted our butts doing all this stupid organizational crap for my mom so she could quit complaining about "how no one in this house cares about making it look good" (she completely forgot that I cleaned the stupid house every day during the summer). So we're feeling pretty good...thinking finally she can quit nagging...but I wake up this morning and guess what the first thing I hear is?
"*We're* (notice the we're) going to finish today" Now first let me say that she sat on her butt yesterday...did a little laundry...threw away some magazines that had been sitting on the coffee table for about a century. So usually when she says "we", she means me and the other slaves around this house. Am I qrong to think I'm done? I think not, seeing as me and Katie worked for many hours yesterday. Now let's get this straight...I am not cleaning her freaking house because she is a slob who can't pick up her stuff. I pick up my own things...and that's my limit. All of the clutter that she complains about is HERS. But of course we're slobs who don't pick up...so why should she? AHHHHHH I think I'm going to lose my mind. THis has been the scenario every weekend since I was old enough to walk. I'm tired of cleaning...and I'm getting out of this house today since I was confined to it yesterday. Anyone want to aid me in my attempts at a breakout?
So yesterday, me and Katie busted our butts doing all this stupid organizational crap for my mom so she could quit complaining about "how no one in this house cares about making it look good" (she completely forgot that I cleaned the stupid house every day during the summer). So we're feeling pretty good...thinking finally she can quit nagging...but I wake up this morning and guess what the first thing I hear is?
"*We're* (notice the we're) going to finish today" Now first let me say that she sat on her butt yesterday...did a little laundry...threw away some magazines that had been sitting on the coffee table for about a century. So usually when she says "we", she means me and the other slaves around this house. Am I qrong to think I'm done? I think not, seeing as me and Katie worked for many hours yesterday. Now let's get this straight...I am not cleaning her freaking house because she is a slob who can't pick up her stuff. I pick up my own things...and that's my limit. All of the clutter that she complains about is HERS. But of course we're slobs who don't pick up...so why should she? AHHHHHH I think I'm going to lose my mind. THis has been the scenario every weekend since I was old enough to walk. I'm tired of cleaning...and I'm getting out of this house today since I was confined to it yesterday. Anyone want to aid me in my attempts at a breakout?