Dark Liquid

I come home today to find the bin with a bin-liner hanging out of it half full of crap, and the bin still full.

What the fuck?

Why didn’t someone take out the trash? In fact, why doesn’t anyone do a fucking thing around here?

Me and Dru do nearly everything. I manage the house finances, I take out the trash and the recycling, I do the vacuuming, I help dry up, I grab the shopping when it arrives and put it away, I clear away the mess people leave in the living room. Dru cleans the bathroom, does the washing up, cleans the kitchen surfaces, does the vacuuming, cleans the living room and does the shopping.

What do other people do? Maybe clean the odd plate they use, rarely tidy up the living room, occasionally help with carrying the shopping. Nothing that even nearly equates with the amount of stuff we do. We don’t get thanked for it, we rarely even get acknowledged for it.

For fucks sake, it isn’t that hard to empty the trash once in a while, or put stuff away. Get of your fucking arses and start pulling your own weight for a change.

I don’t kow what happened. Everything started off fine, but as the months rolled on, especially since the incident things have just been shitty and I’m fed up with it.

When the lease ends, I will not be staying for a renewal.