My parents are out of town and it is just my brother (Kenyon) and me at home. It would be fun if I had stuff to do, but I don't. Oh yeah, I am suppose to pull weeds, yip-ee (said in a flat monotone, sarcastic way). I suppose I could try and teach myself to drive Jarom's truck. I know the basics of driving a manual, but I never mastered the concept and I hear that his truck is a little finicky. The problem with that is that it is almost out of gas and I have no way to fill it up.
My Dad wants to have a talk with me tomorrow. I am not excited. I have been trying to take care of the house, but I guess that is not enough. I have to do everything, including get a job or he will throw me out (probably, he gets demanding when Mom isn't here). The thing is, that I get so caught up planning meals, going grocery shopping, having dinner on the table before 6:00, cleaning up, that I really don't feel like looking for a job. I don't enjoy spending most of my days inside, in fact I hate it. The highlight of most of my days is when I go walk to the mailbox and get the mail (it is up the street and around the corner).
I have a list of places that I will give my resume to tomorrow. That is, is I remember to ask Kenyon if I can borrow his vehicle.
1 comment:
Ah... so get a job where you don't get home in time to have dinner on the table by 6 pm. When it is not physically possible, he can't expect you to do it all.
Post a Comment