Really Dad?

Today was an interesting day. I woke up late for school...again. I had only missed my first class and had every intention of going to my second class, but on my way to the bathroom I saw a giant cardboard box with a note attached to it that had my name on it. Confused and curious I opened it... inside it read:


Morgan,
We are going to need to talk today when I get home, but before that there is action that needs to be taken. When you most recently asked if you could move back into the house Mom and I agreed (I didn't asked they did) but it was based on certain conditions- conditions that are not currently being met. You have asked us to treat you as an adult, so these are the consequences of being an adult.

When you moved back in your end of the bargain was to obey curfew (my mom said I didn't have a curfew as long as I let her know where I was), to do your part around the house, and take care of your car. We both know that hasn't happened. Morgan the fact is I'm tired of spending time to get you to do what you have promised to do. So TODAY, I need you to either take care of the things you have already promised to do such as:

Clean your room-get ALL of the junk out of there and take care of your dishes (this doesn't mean to put them in the sink for someone else to do. Be a grown up and do them yourself) First off there are no dishes in my room and the ones the were in my room are now in the dish washer... hmm odd... and unless my bed, dresser and clothes constitute as junk... I'm not too sure what he's talking about.

Clean the entire bathroom not just clean off the counter. The bathroom has now been cleaned twice this weekend though he doesn't believe me. It's crystal clean and smells of citrus and bleach I assure you.

Get your car licensed. I left him 150 dollars on his desk two weeks ago for just that purpose wtf did it go???

Get your drivers license. Ok this I admit I've been slacking on... you got me there dad.

Clean up your mess in the kitchen from last night. Aside from the obvious question of What mess? It's not mine I watched tv then went to bed...sorry if my dead skin cells on the couch bother you???

Here's where the cardboard box comes into play.
If you can't do this, then spend your time loading your things into this box.

Morgan, this is no joke, (No dad I thought this was parody on Whose Line Is It Anyway, no shit this isn't a joke) It is unacceptable for me to spend the time and effort to have to get you to do the things you have promised. I don't want to lose the relationship that I have with you, but I don't like the way it makes me feel to have to constantly ask you to do these things. Get ready here comes my favorite line!!! I really have started to resent having you here when you do your passive-aggressive (because writing me a later attached to a cardboard box definitely isn't passive-aggressive Hooray for my dad the master of hypocrisy) drama about taking care of the few things that are asked of you and I feel it is better for both of us, to have you find new living arrangements if you can't agree to follow through on the promises that you have made.

Love,

Dad



Now correct me if I'm wrong here but what sort of asshole writes this kind of bullshit letter then signs it "love dad". I'm sorry Dad, but if you don't remember correctly I quit my job for a damn good reason (my boss was doing drugs at work, super, I know). Now I don't know if you realize this Father, but no job equals no money, and what little money I have goes to paying off the car so your credit isn't affected. So excuse the hell out of me for not holding up "my end of my bargain."



Now in all fairness I don't always do my chores at 6 pm on Sunday night because I may have other things to do such as driving my brother and sister around, or trying to have what little life I can. So yes I apologize that I may get my chores done around 7 or 8. MY BAD.



The thing that bothers me most though is that he resents our relationship because the bathroom wasn't clean. How should I feel when my father judges our relationship based on the cleanliness of the house??? I'm at a loss on how to approach this... but I guess he's right it is better if I find "other living arrangements" though how I'm going to afford it I'm not quite sure yet. I hope to god this doesn't postpone my moving to St. George though I suppose everything happens for a reason... *insert crossed fingers here*.



My mom doesn't have much to say about this except for the good old we need to talk. She pretends to be on my side then lets me have it as soon as my guard is down.



Please don't get me wrong I assure you they have valid points but on the scale of good and evil when it comes to a daughter I'm pretty tame if you ask me. I don't come home completely sloshed every night, I do try to do well in school, though I struggle because my lack of direction in college is insane, I drive my brother and sister around, etc. etc. etc. I say, seeing as how I'm not in jail or close to it I'm doin pretty ok, but hey I'm only 19 what the hell do I know right???



All and all though I have found there are a few people out there who are concerned for my well being and I thank you truly and deeply from the bottom of my immature and naive heart! You know who you are, and if you don't please feel free to ask.



Hopefully things will turn out ok, and if anyone knows a quick way to earn cash let me know I feel as though I'll be needing it pretty soon here!


Loves and Laughs,

Mosley