Would you like to know why I am saying this this time? Sure you do or you wouldn't still be reading this.
While Mom was in the hospital, little brother Liston said that he would do this dishes. This seemed fair to me since I was the one doing the largest share of caring for the cats and dogs. And I do have an injured finger. I might be milking that a little, but it really does hurt and since Liston has back out of the deal and I have to do the dishes that he's dirtied...my finger really doesn't like doing the dishes.
This makes me so angry. Mom has five kids...and because I'm the oldest and single...translation: the oldest and the one who has no life of her own...I get saddled with Mom's care. Liston did walk the dogs before he went to bed at 11. Big frickin whoop. Oh, and he did dish Mom some ice cream. He can go out every night and hang with his friends...but I can't. Not without worrying about what's going on at home. Sara is single...she could come down a little more often if it weren't for that asshole of a sperm donor she's living with. Cliff isn't much help because he lives 3 hours away, and Duane has his own problem of a broken leg. But there is though other two that could help out a little bit more. And I should have to ask...they know that Mom's been sick.
I'm having flash backs to when Dad was sick and Mom was on her own for a lot of it. She'd be at the hospital and even though I wasn't quite old enough, I got stuck with the babysitting alot...even though there are five older brothers and sisters [2 brothers and 3 sisters] who could have stepped up a little bit more often. Who should have. Not that I have any residual anger over any of that.
This is not fair! Why do I have to be the one that time and time again gets stuck with this while everyone else gets to do their own thing????
I don't know when I'll be able to go back to my own home again. Well, I was there long enough today to pick up a weeks worth of mail and water my poor plant. But Mom's not strong enough to walk the dogs yet, so here it is I am staying. I can do no less. I just wish that someone would lift the burden a little. My gosh, even long enough for me to go home and sleep in my own bed for a day.
On a brighter note, I think Kirk was flirting with me a little bit this past week. This is nice. It makes up for the other guys being idiots.
Well, my weekend's over...I've got another 40+ hours of work ahead of me. I hope there's a little bit more civilization than what there has been.