Sunday, November 8, 2009

New pants, New hair

So my weekend pretty much SUCKED, to say the least. Friday after school, I had to come straight home and pack all the girls stuff. And let me tell you this. They have a lot of stuff. 2 tubs (2 feet deep, 2 feet wide, and 5 feet long) of cloths, 2 4 foot by 4 foot boxes of toys, 3 bikes, and endless bags of stuffed animals, puzzles, cards, coloring books, crayons, markers, etc. Lets just say, that took awhile. Then I didn't get to bed until 11, because Keely wouldn't fall asleep.

Saturday I had to wake up early and load all of the girls things into my dad's van. Then I had to bath and dress them. Then I had to add a bunch of stuff in the van for my sister and the girls' mother. Mom and Dad finally left at 11, deciding to stay overnight where ever they could, because they wouldn't be back until late anyway. So I had the house to myself. I hate it when that happens.

Most teenagers love it when they get to stay home alone. Not this teenager. When I "get" to stay home alone, I have to clean. Which includes: the kitchen (dishes, counters, floors, oven and stove, refrigerator, trash, and cabinets.), the laundry room (cat box, floor, under the washer and dryer, under the water heater, and the shelfs), my parents bedroom (wash their sheets, make their bed, vacume the floor, trash out from under the bed, and dust EVERYTHING), the living room (vacume, dust, clean out from under the couch and computer desk, and rearrange the furniture and pictures on the walls.), the back poarch (clean under the back fridge and chest freezer, clean off the cabinets, clean out the shelfs, sweep and mop the floor, and wash the celing tiles.) and the bathroom (clean behind the toilet, under the toilet, in the toilet, clean the bathtub, clean the sink, polish the glass, and sweep and mop.)

Needless to say, I was busy all weekend. You might be wondering why I even do it, if its just REDONKULESS? Well, I have things I want to do with my spare time. And if I want the privilege of doing them, I have to do ALL my work. Don't you just love your parents now? You could've been stuck with MINE!

Well I just got done loading the papers for recycling in my dad's van, and now I have to get his dinner ready.

Cheers for now.

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