What little dreams I had last night were dominated by household stress. I’m done playing by the rules.
The shit is critical, and I am not joking.
Last night I put the house Regulars on notice. Any that have been feeding off the malaise my mother is so damn good at generating have had their resident status revoked and need to get the fuck out at once. Because if I catch any, I’m devouring the bastard. (Two left at once.)
I’m taking over this house. I’m taking over my life. I’m reclaiming my throne.