Due to me losing my job...why do they call it that? I didn't lose it...I know right where it is, they are the ones that lost it went... crazy and decided that 1 mistake was not acceptable...
Anyway...what was I saying?
Due to some unforeseen circumstances Mom, Beau, myself and an Aunt have been cleaning, sorting and hauling all of my Mom's JUNK out of this house. This has been interesting to say the least. At last count they have taken 4 trailers of stuff out of here of my Mother's things...Trailer like the size of a U-haul truck type trailer.
And did I mention that it did NOT include any furniture...just paperwork and all of the stuff she has hoarded all of these years.
The ironic quotes of the week so far have come from the Aunt:
"I have known your Mom for over 60 years and I have just now realized just how much stuff she hoards!"
She went on to tell me how apparently my Mom has also been complaining to her about the house being a mess and how it is all MY fault for the way it looks.
"One4JC you do not even have a fourth of the items in this house! It took you ten minutes to clean your stuff out of the living room and days for her to get her stuff out!"
However I am excited because I now have a dresser in my room and we cleaned all of her things out of my closet so I have places to put things.
It is no joke when I say we have been working nonstop since Saturday getting this place cleared of her stuff and getting things more settled around here.
And the real kicker is this:
Beau walks in yesterday morning and has the nerve to say,"So have you gotten a job yet?"
Silence.
I stumble out a "No not yet I have been a little busy around here helping you guys."
He then goes on to tell me he thought maybe something would have fallen into my lap by now etc.
Crickets chirping.....................................................................
So off the computer I must go so that I can look for a job and be a productive member of society again...LOL
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ohh, don't you hate that??
my parents (specifically my father) have no idea what my life is like. they seriously think I must just lay around all the time I think. haha.
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