Hmm… This post could probably be called Frustration. Or… The Joy of Living with a Family Who Doesn’t Have an MS to Finish.
Because yes folks. Directly after discussing my book and how awesome it would be if I was like the next JK Rowling (lol I wish), in the car after a long day of meetings. After I said that I wanted to edit. I got called to waste almost two hours in the kitchen to clean up a mess that I wasn’t even there to make.
So yeah. I’m pretty sure I’m the only one in my family who grasps the magnitude of what this was. Because I want to start QUERYING at the end of the week. But I’ve just been set back yet again. I mean seriously. Packing away dishes that maids will come clean tomorrow if they’re there?
After picking up both my brothers’ slack for lame excuses such as pc gaming and such?
So yeah. I’m still not finished. Which is frustrating the crap out of me.
That’s me for now. More frustrated than insecure.
So what about you? Does your family sometimes frustrate you as well? Or are they supportive?