Learn OUR language
Little girl, you are 16 years old so let me tell you a valuable lesson before someone hurts your feelings horrendously (not that I’d give a damn, really) in the future. #stupid housekeepers #I…
I never said that it wasn’t a hard language to learn. I know it is, because I still haven’t mastered it. But to tell me that, “the sheets are in the dryer” should be simple. And my god. I was ranting. On my blog. Where does it say I can’t do that? And no. I can actually do all of that myself. But since I am in school and my mother has things to do while my dad works we don’t have time to keep our house as clean as we like it. I know how to cook, clean, do laundry, and much more. But I don’t have the time to do it. Oh and I am not a brat. Probably the farthest thing from one. Don’t judge me until you know me.
If you want to have a blog where everyone kisses your ass, then you might want to only have a private one.  Tumblr, whether you like it or not, is a social networking blogging platform, which means that what you say gets around to people who aren’t going to agree with you.  Those people have just as much of a right to voice their opinions as you.  And since they are actually doing that on their blogs, then you really can’t fault them for it, can you? The way that you phrased your parents’ situation sounds like your mother doesn’t have a job, right?  Unless she is constantly (and I mean pretty much 24/7) at a hospital or physician’s office because of illness, volunteering for some project that actually helps humanity, or doing something that is legitimately productive, then I don’t see why you would need a housekeeper.  My mom is/was disabled, took care of my grandfather (who had multitudes of severe health issues), ran errands, worked part-time when she could, volunteered at my school, and still managed to do household necessities.  So, what exactly could your mother be doing that would take up her time to an extent that you would need a housekeeper? I don’t get how one could be too busy with school to check to see where their sheets are.  It doesn’t take that long.

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Janet Morris

I'm from Huntsville, Alabama. I've got as many college credits as a doctorate candidate, and the GPA of some of them, too. I have a boss by the name of Amy Pond. She's a dachshund. My parents both grew up in Alabama.