My parents volunteered me to watch their teenage demon spawn for ten days while they go gallivanting off to Hawaii and I am already over it.
I have allowed my sister to have a friend over for 4 days, took them to the Club to go swimming, allowed them to have 'make your own dinner' nights, said I would take them to the movies to watch Oz tomorrow at 9 pm AFTER I work a full day because I still have PD tomorrow, the kitchen has not been done and I am getting lip. I have done two loads of dishes already, somehow we have run out of laundry detergent yet no one has any clothes and the washer has been going. I am wearing a pair of my fathers boxers as I type this because I have not had the time to do laundry. My brother has been inhabiting his gollum cave playing video games. I just don't understand how these people aren't self sufficient and can't understand that they need to help out! I've been super independent for as long as I can remember. It just doesn't make sense. And then to give me attitude when I ask for the simplest things like open the curtains. Or put your dishes in the sink please or throw your trash away. I thought that allowing my sister to have a friend over would be motivation to help but no. And there is no offense to the friend because she is a really nice girl and enjoy having her over however I have no problem having her find somewhere else to stay for the weekend. I really don't want to do that and I hope I won't have to. I guess we will not be seeing Oz tomorrow and that's okay with me. We will start will small natural consequences.
I should have just bought a ticket to Seattle or somewhere for a few days and had the Parental Unit figure out someone else to watch these lazy bumper holes.
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