I am. so. very. tired. Sk had to throw out all his shit. And Aks came and he had to throw a bunch of crap out. Multiple meals were cooked for guests, theirs and mine. The dishes are all dirty, the trash is overflowing. I fucking took it out twice last week. I can't, can't. How much must one clean, all day every day, for the load to only increase? It's like one of those Greek trick questions. What's something that increases the more you try to get rid of it? Dirty dishes, and kitchen waste.
It's like magic.
I abandoned using the machine because it wasn't working so well. Now I'm reconsidering my decision. Do all the big pots and pans by hand, and machine the rest. If something stick, I can redo one or two. Otherwise it's a roundtrip up-hill climb every day.
These circumstances are certainly not ideal. The washer is a piece of crap and that doesn't help.
If only these things could be magically solved. Such is the drudgery of existence.
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