Living together...

Living together with others is not a problem for me, perhaps because I'm a very relaxed and paceful person, but sometimes things go crazy, and when do things go crazy for me? when living with a neatfreak or a pig is about. 

I live with my grandmother, my mother and my sister. My grandmother is a relaxed and paceful person, as well as I am, but my mother is a neatfreak and my sister is a pig, imagine that! And why do I say that things go crazy when you live with either a neatfreak or a pig? Let me give you some ideas.

Every single day of my life I wake up, make my bed, tidy up my room and do some of the housework, of cofuse I do brush my teeth, take a shower, put some perfum on me but that is not what the story is about, and go to the university, then when I come back my mother is like "David come here why didn't you tidy up your room?" and I am like "what do you mean I didn't tidy up my room" then she says "you didn't boy there's a book on your bed" to which I reply "mom is just a book" and then she says "I do not care, go and tidy up your room". After having lunch I do the washing up and once again my mother voice interrupts my humble work "You never do things properly, don't you?" and I'm like "what did I do wrong this time?" and she says "move you don't know anything about doing the washing up, you don't put the spoons there, you put the spoons here, you don't put knives and forks there, you put them here, you don't wash dishes like this, you wash them like this" and I am like "my god help me give me some patience"

Try to imagine how annoying it is...

On the other hand, something completely different happens with my sister. She never tidies up her room, does the housework, does the washing up, she doesn't do anything but makes a mess. I hate it when she takes my things, without my permission of course, and once she stops using them she doesn't put them back in the place she found them. Once again try to imagine how annoying it is that you want to use your own laptop, for example, and you don't find it because your "beautiful sister/brother" took it and doesn't put it back in the place she/he found it! 

The worst thing about this particulary situation is that my mother hardly ever asks my sister to be ordered or to do the housework or to do her homeworks, ironic, isn't it?

And those are some of my reasons of why sometimes things go crazy when you live with others.

I hope you enjoy my post!