Where I've been

This is just a quick note for anyone who's wondering wth happened to me this week.

1. My Aunt is visiting. This is bad. I'm facing two of them daily, along with baby cousins, one of which is tolerable and the other of which makes my teeth grind, which makes me feel guilty because he's handicapped and I'm supposed to feel sorry for the scratching, clawing, incessently screaming little bugger.
   
2. I am being worked to death on house chores that no one but my Aunts think need to be done. (Why the Hell did the house need to be painted? It's never been before!) This means getting up early, stopping late, and never ever getting a break.
   
3. I'm sick with a cold. Stuffy nose, fever, cough, aching joints... The whole works. I got it last weekend. Because of items 1 & 2, it's lingering, and the little free time I have is usually spent compltely and utterly miserable.
   
4. Also because of problems 1 & 2, I'm going to work in spite of issue 3, because at least I can sit down and earn money, instead of breaking my back and knees and earning only complaints about how lazy I am.
   
5. School is coming up, which means shopping for books, decent notebooks and pen/cils (as in, not the cheap type that last a week and are crap to work with), and generally preparing to lose what little extra time I have.
   
6. Because of issue 1, I'm not able to take showers or wash my hair until past eleven at night, or midnight on some occassions. This adds to issue 3, and cuts down my usual home-based internet time, which is eleven-to-three or so. I've managed to pop on to give Neko a quick kiss and cuddle most nights, but it's not enough. (sigh)
   
   Conclusion: THIS WEEK SUCKS. I'll try to have things like drabble contests and graphics contests done by their respective due dates, but they may slip by the way-side. Actual fiction is probably going to wait until family is gone, and then school will cut back my writing speed by a pretty large amount. I'd add complaints about someone sending the washing mqchine repairman back to talk to me while I was in a t-shirt and panties, being expected to get up early today to garden and move crap that should have been moved ages ago and how absolutely no one seems to respect the privacy of my bedroom or the fact that I work, but somehow I don't feel like bitching. I'm just too tired.