Peeing and Moaning plus a nice long weekend.

I don't like cleaning.

Actually, there is some cleaning that I do like, but I don't like housework.

And we have a crapload of family coming this week for J's dad's funeral.

And you know they can't come to a dirty house.

J's been working all weekend out in the super hot, humid world, making the living that he makes.

So I have pretty much been cleaning the whole house.

I'm a pee-er and moaner. I really don't have much to complain about. J is the typical housecleaner. I rarely clean. But he's busy and hell, he's stressed out and sad and overwhelmed trying to keep all of his siblings in order while they process their dad's death. So I am cleaning.

At least I get to stay inside in the air conditioning.

And at least I have a couple of weeks of easy homework for class.

But I hate cleaning.

So I better get off of my ass and do it so it's done!

Other than cleaning (because of course it can't take 100% of my time to clean - I just want to act like it does so I can complain!), I have also been having a nice long weekend with the house to myself with Stinky Boy.

I have watched a lot of TV which is something I haven't done in ages. I love TV but with homework I just don't get the luxury. So I had a lot of shows DVR'd and now I am all caught up and looking for more to record. I have gotten my fill of The First 48 and Obsessed and Addicted and Deadliest Catch (Captain Harris is about to die and I am hating that). And today is an Intervention marathon so I have a bunch of episodes recording. And once I get this damn house in order I'm going to watch those episodes until I can't stand it any more. Because I get to a point when I watch that show that I can't take the sadness and have to stop.

Okey-dokey this must be a record for long long long post. I kind of like it.

:)