It Never Happens To The Waltons
Night Jim bob, Night Mary Jane...
I remember the Waltons, where seemingly 20 people lived in a house that you where close enough to everyone to say good night to. More importantly you wanted to say good night to them.
I'm currently living with my sister. She's nice. We are toying with the idea of buying a house together to avoid the financial death defying feat of having a single person mortgage. The main obstable to this is not, as one might think, the skyrocketing cost of homes for 'young professionals' like us, or if you are of a more suspicious nature, the collapse of the subprime mortgage market. The main issue is we don't really get on very well.
We get on best during the month's she is away on business. We talk on the phone. I tidy up, changes the beds etc. Currently, here all the time we are falling out a lot.
I'm actually in trouble right at this very minute, as I type, for failing to return a call within 80 mins of receiving it. Almost unforgiveable you might agree*.
Crucially though we are trying. Mostly each other's patience but somewhere in there there is a kernal of family love. My concern is that we are the sibling equivalent of those seeds that need a massive, destructive forest fire to rage before they bloom!
*if you are occasionally anally retentive, control loving trainee auditor.
I remember the Waltons, where seemingly 20 people lived in a house that you where close enough to everyone to say good night to. More importantly you wanted to say good night to them.
I'm currently living with my sister. She's nice. We are toying with the idea of buying a house together to avoid the financial death defying feat of having a single person mortgage. The main obstable to this is not, as one might think, the skyrocketing cost of homes for 'young professionals' like us, or if you are of a more suspicious nature, the collapse of the subprime mortgage market. The main issue is we don't really get on very well.
We get on best during the month's she is away on business. We talk on the phone. I tidy up, changes the beds etc. Currently, here all the time we are falling out a lot.
I'm actually in trouble right at this very minute, as I type, for failing to return a call within 80 mins of receiving it. Almost unforgiveable you might agree*.
Crucially though we are trying. Mostly each other's patience but somewhere in there there is a kernal of family love. My concern is that we are the sibling equivalent of those seeds that need a massive, destructive forest fire to rage before they bloom!
*if you are occasionally anally retentive, control loving trainee auditor.
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