Thanks for your kind reply Sabrina. It made me smile. I would be ok if he was constantly busy with ANYTHING other than that stupid gameboy or the computer. Mom and hubby don't get into anything...but I can feel the tension (hubby is oblivious sometimes I think...lol).

Another day...another dollar. Thank goodness, we need it. I came home tired and in "teacher-mode" as hubby puts it. I can be a real pain in "teacher-mode" (I acknowledge and accept it).

Part of my prob, I think, is that we live in my grandparents house. (Not with them, but it was their house) I feel so guilty at times. My grandparents kept this house spotless. My grandmother scrubbed the kitchen floor until she was over 80...I don't even scrub them now! I use my Floormate.

Sometimes I just sit in the living room and berate myself. If my grandfather walked in this house I would be so ashamed. I feel rotten for the shambles I've left his house. The nights when I walk in the door and catch a quick...10 second whiff of that smell....the smell of Grandpa's house....half of me smiles...the other half feels guilty.

Not much done again here...but I refuse to comment. Garbage can is still outside...but the dishes are done. I'm running out of clean clothes soon(especially socks...lol). I should go put a load in. But I can't seem to make myself walk the 2 rooms to the washer....not to mention the fact there are clothes still in there that he didn't hang up yesterday. Argh!

He plans to "get a lot done tomorrow". Don't count on me to hold my breath. <--- I HATE that I feel like that!

As much as I am tired .......I am discouraged, more. I don't feel like talking to him about it because I have...a lot and nothing changes...or very little changes for a little while. I figure...why bother.

I feel like I am letting people down. His mom is a fabulous housekeeper. The woman gets up Saturday morning and scrubs the place down. My mom's house isn't as clean as that...but she has just dad and her house is presentable.