posted on Jun, 17 2005 @ 08:33 PM
I'm frusterated with my family at times as well. Right now is one of those times. My family gets along. Compared to most, we're actually a really
good family. I'm 18 and still pretty close to my mom, so are my other siblings (Other than the oldest.) But something I just can't stand. My
house always gets so messy. I try to clean it up, or inspire the other people to clean it, but nobody listens! It just returns to it's normal
state: Tiles not mopped, stairs not vaccumed, covered in crumbs and stains. I clean them up and they look perfect, then within a week their back to
normal! My mom's given up all hope with the two younger ones (AKA: the mess makers) because they'll never listen. So I try to step in and teach
them manners, like my parents did with me, and I get in trouble for it. The youngest one (And the only girl) is spoiled as all Hell. My mom buys
something with her everytime they go out shopping. I guess that's the disadvantage of us having money. I can't do anything about her. The other
day, I had to pick her up from her dance class. She told me (not asked, told) that I had to take her back because she forgot some check at home and
we needed to get it and go back to her dance place. When I told her no, she got really mad at me, ignored me the whole car ride home, then slammed
the door in my face. I went in there and tried to talk to her, and she just started yelling "Shut up!". Of course, I get in trouble whenever she
yells. My parents are actually really good parents, they just spoil her to death. Well actually it's my mom who spoils her, but my dad doesn't put
a stop to it. She says all sorts of things to them and gets away with it. My dad drinks. He's not crazy or abusive, but he drinks and it gets
annoying, especially because he's a very respectable person when sober or even after just a few. But when he drinks a lot, he gets.... I guess numb
is the only way I can describe it. Just complete lack of real emotions. He drops and breaks a glass cup, "whoops!". Then he proceeds to only
sweep up a few of the shards, and I have to go in there and do the rest. Something really exciting happens, it's the same way. This is my
motivation for not drinking. Don't get me wrong, I love my family, they just annoy the Hell out of me sometimes. Now I'm off to go clean up the
kitchen...