My parents are never going to make the cover of "Better Homes And Gardens". My mom could never give cleaning advice to anyone, nor could she wow anyone with her cooking. Not that it's bad, mind you, but she's never going to sell a recipe to a restaurant chain. Dishes pile up in the sink for days on end. I pitch in regularly, but not frequently enough where if I don't do it it won't get done. Laundry stays in the washer until it spoils and has to be washed again. This happens about once a week. Sometimes twice or more. It's not entirely her fault because she has COPD and can't DO things for long periods of time (like stand at the sink or stand over a cooktop). I can't do that, but I'm pretty ADD and will do several things simultaneously. Anyway, the countertops stay piles with odds and ends (tortillas, bread, snack cakes, bags of chips, what have you), and anything attempted in the kitchen requires space-clearing so the prepwork can be done. I cook fairly regularly, but more times than not, I have to wash cookware to use (as it's either sitting in the sink or sitting in the floor having had the non-stick coating removed by the dogs' tongues). I'm not sure what the system is for laundry. There's a pile in the middle room that pretty much serves as a hamper. There's a larger pile next to it that serves as the closet. My dad was planning on having a foundation laid and a new house constructed, and because of this intention, they've let a few things go here. Then there's my dad's obsession with boats...and fishing for catfish that has no flavor whatsoever, and is quite possibly the WORST of anything I've ever eaten that was formerly swimming. To think, I actually like catfish, but something about this filthy river system. *gag*.
Needless to say, I would not be here if I didn't absolutely have to be. There's WAY too much emotional baggage aimed at my immediate family, and my extended family has actually commented to others on occasion of the conditions under which I had to grow up. We're peaceable and no rules are imposed upon me. None of that "my roof my rules" crap. My situation has only recently allowed me to extend beyond this bubble, and proactively alter my situation, albeit quite slowly. I try not to get overstimulated about things since most of my life I've learned to just let them happen and deal with it. I adapt. Never was much I could do about it anyway. That's why I don't post much, which, consequently is why people don't really know all of what's going on. Having my efforts belittled, no matter how well intended the advice, doesn't really sit right with me for some reason. Especially advice from a perspective which has completely misconstrued the facts and doesn't know the full story behind everything going on or the background reasons for current situations.
