Weekend Warrior

Finally I get some peace and quiet around here.

My parents are kind of like babies. If I'm out of sight things are ok but if I'm spotted or noticed in some way/shape/form all of a sudden they get reminded of how much they hate me.

So if I'm out just fixing a fence (again), it's in my interest to do it as silently and inconspicuously as possible. If I make a ruckus, someone perhaps also outside or in the kitchen may hear. That someone may be a slave driver, and they may think of me and then become reminded of some other things I should do to make my keep.

So, also, when I manage to disappear into my room, it again is best I do so very quietly and without drawing attention. If I go and start playing, say, Unreal Tournament with sound and all I'll inevitably get someone to barge into my room saying that if I have time for games I have time to clean my room.

Now, I know I should clean it. But I've just been turning it off for like a year. I was supposed to be in my place. And if the room is my responsibility to clean, don't I then have a right to ornamentalize it as I see fit?

Alas, there is no justice when someone else holds all your cards. Nothing to get upset about, really, because right now I can't change it. Operative words: "right now."

But it's late. Can't wake up at the crack of noon, you know. I'm no bum.