You know, there are days when I want to kill my dad. I believe they're called saturdays.
I come home from Uni when I burn out and need a break. I know if I stay in Toronto then something will come up, but at home I'm effectively out of the loop and can relax for a bit. But oh no, that's way too simple. Since i've gone to Uni dad has gotten it into his head that he should "save up" the chores that need to be done around the house till I come home. Last weekend, it was cleaning the house, pulling down the trampoline, raking leaves and putting up the christmas lights. This weekend, it was cleaning his workroom out, a room that hasn't been cleaned since we came back from the emirates. Ew.
I can understand the need to do this, but I was curious as to why this couldn't wait a few weeks till I was done my exams and didn't need to veg so bad. His reasoning? "I'm throwing a party next week, there are women coming, they will want to look around the house, women do that." Excuse me, but women do not always do that. I go over to someones house, I might like to see maybe the kitchen and the living room or something, not the basement where he keeps all his tool and old clothes and things!! Dear god.....
Meru at 2:41 AM

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