I've been convincing myself of the advantages in life I have. Hundreds, there are hundreds!! I remind myself of these advantages on the daily to keep my mind from deviating from my grand master plan & letting opposing forces get the best of it. Recently, I'd gotten pretty good at it. My sister was kind enough to take me in and let me live for very little rent at her boyfriend's apartment. (the reason I call it her boyfriend's is because she hasn't had a job in I don't know how long & he pays for everything she wants and needs) Kudos for you girl, getcho shit and whatnot but FUCK YOU simultaneously. Since living there to show my appreciation I've cleaned literally ANY time I've been home for over two hours. No, I swear I am not exaggerating. Every, single, time. Keep in mind I work non-stop these days trying to get my ends back in check. So, to make this entirely too long of a story short I will leave it at this:
I was told to clean the bathroom over the weekend.
I could not clean the fucking bathroom because I worked two doubles.
I told her I would clean it when I got off work Monday (yesterday)
I awoke from my 20 minute nap that I took from getting off early because I felt shitty to her scrubbing the bathroom walls.
I said, "Hey, Lauren, I told you I'd do it. Whatsup? Why are you cleaning. Let me."
Her response, "Well, I'm doing it." As she turned around and locked the door behind her.
I had cleaned the god forsaken restroom exactly a week ago. She failed to notice. I mentioned this to her. After she was finished terminating every germ in sight she ran into my room screaming, called me a stupid, in-grateful lying piece of shit, along with some other choice words concerning how invaded her space has become, how I forced her to clean out her closet for my clothes, ect. 1) I barely have anymore clothes, half are still in the trunk of my car from the second move.. 2) She now uses the dining room as her "dressing room" oh, and takes up two more closets in the house. One in her room, one in the guest bedroom/mine. So, yelling all of these things and then telling me I'm "welcome," to stay is a fucking contradiction. Bitch is getting a power trip off the fact that I need a place to sleep at night. I've done everything I can to appease her besides fucking roll over and I guess that's all I can do now. I threw my two tubs of belongings in my car and took off before shit got any more wild. There's much more to this altercation and a lot more disturbing things that were said & just fucking strange behavior on her part. She's already invited me back and all that but has not apologized for a single thing said or done(Not that I was necessarily expecting one). I wish I had the time or energy to type out how fucking crazy she is, sadly I can't. Even more sad, I have no where to go. SO looks like I'm moving back in with the loon. I NEED HELP! hahah, for real though. I need to find an incredibly cheap apartment in Houston. If anyone knows of ANYTHING available please let me know.
I was told to clean the bathroom over the weekend.
I could not clean the fucking bathroom because I worked two doubles.
I told her I would clean it when I got off work Monday (yesterday)
I awoke from my 20 minute nap that I took from getting off early because I felt shitty to her scrubbing the bathroom walls.
I said, "Hey, Lauren, I told you I'd do it. Whatsup? Why are you cleaning. Let me."
Her response, "Well, I'm doing it." As she turned around and locked the door behind her.
I had cleaned the god forsaken restroom exactly a week ago. She failed to notice. I mentioned this to her. After she was finished terminating every germ in sight she ran into my room screaming, called me a stupid, in-grateful lying piece of shit, along with some other choice words concerning how invaded her space has become, how I forced her to clean out her closet for my clothes, ect. 1) I barely have anymore clothes, half are still in the trunk of my car from the second move.. 2) She now uses the dining room as her "dressing room" oh, and takes up two more closets in the house. One in her room, one in the guest bedroom/mine. So, yelling all of these things and then telling me I'm "welcome," to stay is a fucking contradiction. Bitch is getting a power trip off the fact that I need a place to sleep at night. I've done everything I can to appease her besides fucking roll over and I guess that's all I can do now. I threw my two tubs of belongings in my car and took off before shit got any more wild. There's much more to this altercation and a lot more disturbing things that were said & just fucking strange behavior on her part. She's already invited me back and all that but has not apologized for a single thing said or done(Not that I was necessarily expecting one). I wish I had the time or energy to type out how fucking crazy she is, sadly I can't. Even more sad, I have no where to go. SO looks like I'm moving back in with the loon. I NEED HELP! hahah, for real though. I need to find an incredibly cheap apartment in Houston. If anyone knows of ANYTHING available please let me know.
brat78:
Sorry about all that! I have a another place but it's not in Houston or even close
willy81:
That sucks to here, living with family usually is never good or from my experiences specially if it's a couple! Are your parents not around your area to live with till you get back on your feet?