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May. 15th, 2006 05:33 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
My dad seemed to feel that, since I said I'd be home tomorrow, I could do the dishes. Fair enough. Oh, and finish the latest round of housecleaning. Fine. I was going to do that anyway. And by the way, if I was looking for something to do during my many long and boring hours at home, the deck needs scraping down and restaining and the interior walls could do with a fresh coat of paint and the windows could use washing and...
"Pops, you do realize that I'm working nearly forty hours a week, right? I think you're home more than I am." (he telecommutes heavily and only goes into the office for about three days a week)
"Oh, you are?"
Yes. Nice to know that he's noticed how I'm never around on Saturdays, nor am I home most afternoons and evenings.
"Pops, you do realize that I'm working nearly forty hours a week, right? I think you're home more than I am." (he telecommutes heavily and only goes into the office for about three days a week)
"Oh, you are?"
Yes. Nice to know that he's noticed how I'm never around on Saturdays, nor am I home most afternoons and evenings.