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I really thought i was very very alone in this messiness. i did not mind cleaning in the past but now.....i am cleaning up after my mother 24/7. she drops things constantly and puts stuff in bags and forgets and then there is bodily functions that i have to help clean up often. Laundry never ends, cooking never ends, .... i could clean better if my mother were not underfoot. But she will not go anyplace without me....Ugh! Then she feels badly watching me clean and wants to help. Of course she is unable to help...her help always is more work for me. Thus The chaos makes me ill and oh well.
i have to go be a servant...and see about lunch.
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