As you may have read yesterday, there are some relatives staying with us. I have to preface that with the fact that these are in addition to the relatives who have been staying with us in the camper in our yard. So, needless to say, there are quite a few extra people around.
Well, yesterday when I got home, it seemed everyone who doesn’t have permanent residence IN the house needed something. Things they couldn’t take care of themselves or needed assistance with, or even just didn’t take care of themselves even though they caused the issue.
One relative needed help gathering supplies for a campfire in the backyard. Not a hard task, but since I didn’t really want a fire in the backyard pit it was rather irritating. It was just assumed it was OK rather than asking. So as to not make waves, I just did it.
One relative didn’t pick up their crap. So I put it away.
One relative broke a light switch. I went about repairs, only to find that it can’t be fixed and will need to be replaces.
One relative had to tell me, immediately about the day even though she could see that I was busy with other things. She literally followed me around talking while I took care of other stuff.
One relative complained because my face “said I looked like I was irritated.”
All of this was within the first 20 minutes of being home.
I’ll tell you what…some days it just doesn’t pay to go home. Perhaps I’ll not go home for the rest of the week…