A Lifetime

Has it really been almost an entire month since my last post?

Well, right now it's Tuesday evening and my family comes into town on Thursday. I'm sorta stressed in that there's a huge to-do list that keeps growing no matter how much stuff I get done. It's quite frustrating, actually. Plus, I think I'm stressed about graduating because things will be quite different. Plus, I haven't found a job yet and am still not sure if I just want a summer job and then go to school full-time in the fall or I think I'm leaning more toward getting a full-time job and then just going to school part-time. No matter how it plays out, I'm stressed because it's practically summer already and I'm pretty much out of work and feel like a bum even though I've been working my a off around the house and getting random nonsense done.

On a different note: I did dishes today. Not all of them, but I did some of them. I would prefer that I woke up tomorrow and they were all clean. Then I could finish making the meals for when my family is in town without having to spend a few hours getting ready for it. Christopher told me numerous days ago that he would do the dishes, but he only did some of them and the dirty ones have since multiplied. Is it wrong of me to ask him to do his part simply because he has tests to study for? It's not like when I was studying last week that's all I did. Why is it that it seems to be mostly my responsibility to get things accomplished that are day-to-day tasks? Why is it that even if he agrees to, say, vacuum twice a week that he doesn't actually do it and I end up having to nag him to get things done? I don't want to be a mother. That's not how this relationship is supposed to work. And I don't want to get frustrated/crabby all the time because things either aren't getting done or because I have to oversee them getting done.

On another note: (I'm making a song, duh): I gave Quieta a bath today and then gave her one of the dental bones, but she still smells funky.