Spent the whole day yesterday cleaning. Boyfriend came home, house is now a mess again. Dirty dishes in the sink, cups on the bedside table, sugar and coffee all over the kitchen floor, laundry NEXT to the hamper in the bathroom. Rubbish all over the coffee table.
I could clean it, but I’m not going to. I’m officially on Christmas leave now and I’m not doing a
bleeping thing apart from packing the last few bits I need to take away with me. He can sort his
tit out himself. He can also cook his own dinner because I’m getting myself a burger while he’s at work