Venting
So I went away this weekend. I asked each child to do 2 things and to have them finished before I got home on Sunday. Nothing out of the ordinary, regular chores. I asked Thomas to get all the dishes done and bring his laundry and the hallway laundry down and sort. I asked James to make sure the dish drain stayed empty for Thomas and to bring his laundry downstairs and get my laundry from my room. Oh yeah, and James had homework that he didn't do to get done before I got home.
Leave 3 pm Friday, home 3 pm Sunday so a full 48 hours.
I get home, I'm exhausted and both boys are out. Thomas to help Ellie and James to the movies with Sarah.
Were the dishes done? No. Was the laundry downstairs? No. Did James put his completed homework on the table as told? No. The dishdrain was empty.
Did the boys play PS4 all weekend? Yes. Did they do a damn thing to earn their keep? Hell to the no! Am I still up at 2:30 in th morning getting Tom's uniforms washed for tomorrow? Fucking a right I am. Does this piss me off to no end? And back!