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Mother's Day

So today is Mother's Day, but my mom just went back to work. (She's been on medical leave because of a stress fracture in her leg. She couldn't wait to get back to work and so on Thursday when she got the go ahead, she got herself scheduled for 12 hour days all weekend. It's like she was never here again.) So instead if the usual breakfast in bed, which she winds up throwing a fit about anyways, I've cleaned the house.

That doesn't sound like much, but the boys are such pigs that the house is always nasty. My mom is like OCD, and can't stand it. So coming home to a clean house will be much appreciated. If it stays clean that is. Not even 5 minutes after I finished cleaning the living room/dining room area it was somewhat messy. Squirt had dumped out the entire sock bag all over the living room, there were a pair of dirty shoes on the arm of the couch belonging to my 21 yr old brother Josh who should know better by now and a jacket on the ground. Normally I wouldn't care, but I had just spent an hour cleaning and what mom to see it clean. Plus there are a lot of socks in that sock bag. Why can't he do what a normal human being would do and reach into the bag and dig around?

Well now I'm done cleaning and have like 4 hours before my mom gets home. I have no idea what to do. I'd work out, but we have a big meet Tuesday and my knees still hurt a bit. Maybe I'll just  go eat and study Spanish. Let's face it, I could use all the help I can get in that class.

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