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ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So last night (by night I mean we had to leave just after 3PM and got home sometime after 9PM) I (and Fanboy thank the gods) went to HS' school play... which isn't a normal Christmas play... let's put it this way even Fanboy didn't understand it! And it's supposed to be famous... anyway I'd suffered through it last year as well, so I knew what to expect and let me tell you- it STILL didn't make sense!
Anyway, one would think that since I was gone and we actually have a rotation (mainly involving me and me) for doing the dishes now (and I wasn't even on it for last night!) that SOMEONE would have done at least a load of dishes, but no after over 6 hours of travel and headache inducing "play" I come home to a mound, literally a mound the kind you see in cartoons of dishes... I said fuck it last night. Well, I woke up and they were still there, untouched save for adding nore to the pile, and note I say pile, not spreading them out or even leaving them on the oven or table, but pile. So I straighten them out and did a load and started the next soaking, at least now it looks like a a tropical storm hit, rather than an F5 tornado.
Oh, and then there's the garbage, the garbage that only me and Fanboy take out or deal with in any way... the garbage that they leave on the floor instead of putting it in the garbage can, the empty milk cartoons, the yoghurt and yoghurt type things they leave out on the floor, the packages of opened deli meat just lying there... where the dogs or their blooming cats can get at it! And that's just the start... so yeah I took care of that, too. Did I mention that we have a garbage shute right outside our door so it's not even like they have to leave the apartment really, I mean you have to close our door a wee bit to open the shute, but it's that bloody close!
Then I try to watch SG1 only to have HRH come in and just change the fucking channel!!!!! (I should mention she is the one who should have been doing most of the dishes, since MM basically cleared out the last set taking up HRH's slack, so 'm not too worried that she missed 1 load in the last 3 days, ya know, but anyway...) And when I get ready to go to the store she starts demanding I get stuff for her! GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
AND HRH and Fanboy apparently have some party to go to, so HRH decided they should eat early, before she had to leave for the party or the set-up for the party, anyway, that was fine. Fanboy even cleaned extra pots for me. BUT when I get back from the store there's plates PILED up sticking mostly out of the water teetering on their edges, juice still on the table along with sauces and ketchup!
And what's the first thing I hear Fanboy asking about gingerbread dough for HRH, HS demanding I give her my gum, MB just sitting there using my comp charger 'cause he broke his (this is expected, but still annoying since he doesn't give it back once his comp is charged... a think it's part of his Aspie-ness, so I try not to hold it against him.). Which leads me to here where 'm trying to calm down since I haven't stopped screaming or muttering loudly to myself about the situation (and we aren't talking nice mutterings either...
Oh, and while 'm typing this HS is sitting here bitching because I don't magically have dinner ready 10 mins after I get home!
So I say again- ARGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Yeah and 'm supposed to be getting my SSDI review done, installing and then teaching one of Pup's friends how to use a bunch of DL and burning software, and probably other DLing software and conversion software.... not too mention the "normal" house stuff- like feeding the childer and keeping everything else clean. AAAAAAGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
I told them that tomorrow we're all sitting down me, HRH, Fanboy, MM, HS (not MB 'cause he pretty much does what he's supposed to and with his Aspie it's hard and understandable for him to handle change, and he's doing really great with it, btb), and 'm having a go at them all because I can't keep doing this shit! It's bloody ridiculous!
WARNING: I plan to post a normal post later, just so ya know.
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So last night (by night I mean we had to leave just after 3PM and got home sometime after 9PM) I (and Fanboy thank the gods) went to HS' school play... which isn't a normal Christmas play... let's put it this way even Fanboy didn't understand it! And it's supposed to be famous... anyway I'd suffered through it last year as well, so I knew what to expect and let me tell you- it STILL didn't make sense!
Anyway, one would think that since I was gone and we actually have a rotation (mainly involving me and me) for doing the dishes now (and I wasn't even on it for last night!) that SOMEONE would have done at least a load of dishes, but no after over 6 hours of travel and headache inducing "play" I come home to a mound, literally a mound the kind you see in cartoons of dishes... I said fuck it last night. Well, I woke up and they were still there, untouched save for adding nore to the pile, and note I say pile, not spreading them out or even leaving them on the oven or table, but pile. So I straighten them out and did a load and started the next soaking, at least now it looks like a a tropical storm hit, rather than an F5 tornado.
Oh, and then there's the garbage, the garbage that only me and Fanboy take out or deal with in any way... the garbage that they leave on the floor instead of putting it in the garbage can, the empty milk cartoons, the yoghurt and yoghurt type things they leave out on the floor, the packages of opened deli meat just lying there... where the dogs or their blooming cats can get at it! And that's just the start... so yeah I took care of that, too. Did I mention that we have a garbage shute right outside our door so it's not even like they have to leave the apartment really, I mean you have to close our door a wee bit to open the shute, but it's that bloody close!
Then I try to watch SG1 only to have HRH come in and just change the fucking channel!!!!! (I should mention she is the one who should have been doing most of the dishes, since MM basically cleared out the last set taking up HRH's slack, so 'm not too worried that she missed 1 load in the last 3 days, ya know, but anyway...) And when I get ready to go to the store she starts demanding I get stuff for her! GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
AND HRH and Fanboy apparently have some party to go to, so HRH decided they should eat early, before she had to leave for the party or the set-up for the party, anyway, that was fine. Fanboy even cleaned extra pots for me. BUT when I get back from the store there's plates PILED up sticking mostly out of the water teetering on their edges, juice still on the table along with sauces and ketchup!
And what's the first thing I hear Fanboy asking about gingerbread dough for HRH, HS demanding I give her my gum, MB just sitting there using my comp charger 'cause he broke his (this is expected, but still annoying since he doesn't give it back once his comp is charged... a think it's part of his Aspie-ness, so I try not to hold it against him.). Which leads me to here where 'm trying to calm down since I haven't stopped screaming or muttering loudly to myself about the situation (and we aren't talking nice mutterings either...
Oh, and while 'm typing this HS is sitting here bitching because I don't magically have dinner ready 10 mins after I get home!
So I say again- ARGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Yeah and 'm supposed to be getting my SSDI review done, installing and then teaching one of Pup's friends how to use a bunch of DL and burning software, and probably other DLing software and conversion software.... not too mention the "normal" house stuff- like feeding the childer and keeping everything else clean. AAAAAAGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
I told them that tomorrow we're all sitting down me, HRH, Fanboy, MM, HS (not MB 'cause he pretty much does what he's supposed to and with his Aspie it's hard and understandable for him to handle change, and he's doing really great with it, btb), and 'm having a go at them all because I can't keep doing this shit! It's bloody ridiculous!
WARNING: I plan to post a normal post later, just so ya know.
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