Sunday, August 26, 2012

Rant away!

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Blame it on my hormones but I am due for a fucking rant.
 I have a question. How would you like it if you spent an hour cleaning the living room, top to bottom and came downstairs the next morning and it was a big mess again? AND the mess wasn't made by a bunch of 10 year olds but by a bunch of young adults!  When you ask them to HELP you, a couple things may happen. Blank stares like you are talking a foreign language, Protests that they didnt do it, or giving a half assed effort just to get you off their back. You only see that help when you ask for it. It never comes every day or even every week. You always have to practically beg this young adult to help you.
 I am just having a bad day and I am thinking about all the things that are going on in the world. Fred lost his part time job. That money helped every week. Now it is gone. We do not have that extra to help pay for gas for the cars or when we run out of cream for our coffee. Now I have to budget those things back into the meager amount I have been working with this past few months. I am scared about the winter.
 Will I be able to keep up warm? Food prices are going to go up. Am I going to be able to hoard enough now before it really gets bad?  I have too many adults living here that are not contributing at all. Not one bit.

I just explained to Natalie that I feel like I am pushing a boulder up hill every single day and I am not making any progress at all. I get shit clean and then somebody comes along and fucks it up. Why are you dropping shit on the floor and not picking it up? Total disrespect on my part.

But then I am supposed to go out of my fucking way to do this and that for you all. And god forbid I say no.
Yup. That about sums it up. I am the ONLY one that is worried about the next few months. I am the ONLY one that is making plans to secure food for us, just in case the prices go through the roof.
If I get my feelings brushed aside one more time, I am going to fucking lose it.

Now I have to go wash all the dishes...again. I just washed them all yesterday. I do not have a dishwasher. I am the dishwasher.


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