Did too much cleaning today, so sick of the messes my son makes and he makes excuses "oh yeah I'll get to it", "oh i don't feel well".. whatever, I end up doing it myself. Counting my older son, more than 28 years of cleaning other peoples **** and I'm sick of it. If I don't clean it it just becomes waaayyy too much to handle.

I'm very very nervous of where we are going to live after we leave here. This covid crap has screwed the system up and its clogged.

My doc is useless, I'm in pain and they can't find the reason..... and so I just keep going.
Hugs to everyone here... depression sucks