Sunday was a waste for me. I didn't get a chance to do the chores that I was supposed to do, nor was the trip planned out RIGHT to see Caiti's play all the way in North Carolina. Steven and I woke up around ten something and took a shower around 12 something. Mom was gone all weekend seeing her boyfriend, and of course, that ment me having to do all the chores. Namely the shit that Alex obviously can't do to help. Because of the incident from several weeks ago, he's supposed to stay with uncle Scotty or with Grandpa the whole weekend. It only worked for one weekend. And he keeps coming back home with some sort of lame ass excuse for him to stay the rest of the weekend. 

You know, it would be nice to have the fucking house to myself without his ass around for once.

And so he sits on his ass all weekend doing nothing, but going online and blasting his shitty music as always (I literally feel my ears throb when he blasts it. Like right now). I have no problem cleaning and walking the dogs; it's just the fact that the idiot does NOTHING the entire weekend. And he's says I'm lazy. Sure. I admit it. I can be lazy. I think I even was on Sunday. I was supposed to wake up early to walk the dogs, then later in the afternoon walk them again, and also to feed the dogs in the backyard. Cleaning up the kitchen and the house was both another priority. Which I didn't get to do on Sunday. BAH.

It was great seeing Caiti again after several months. But damn, it could have been planned out much better. I think it was a waste. I needed to stay home and clean the house and take care of the animals. Not until about ten at NIGHT. Like I told Steven; I'm not doing shit until anything is planned out right. Because yesterday just pissed me off.