I'm actually at my proper home today or "my Mum's" as i should call it seeing as i have kind of moved out. Noone is here though as they have apparently bobbed off on holiday again without telling me.
I'm here because the Boyf is doing some electrical work in the living room. I thought i'd do some uni work whilst i'm here but have hit a block because my family's lovely new computer doesn't have MS Word on it. Rubbish. So now i have to wait whilst i download a free trial version so i can open the lecture notes that i want to print off. Sigh.
The house is pretty much the same. My room is looking very sad without me in it. My middle sister has done her best to fill my wardrobes with her crap. My littlest sister is blatently loving letting her friends sleep over in my bed. I keep finding sweet wrappers in it. It's a bit of a mad house really. I can almost see the Boyf's brain spazzing out when he walks in here. My family are not bothered about too many rules or cleaning up all the time. Don't get me wrong, my house isn't dead dirty or anything but we have a comfortable amount of mess. I like it. It's homely and laid back. You don't have to wash the pots up all the time or stuff like that. Just do it when you want to or leave it if you can't be arsed. Definitely the way i like to live.
My upbringing definitely causes most of the fall-outs between the Boyf and I as he lived with stringent rules and chores and i didn't. This means he has brought this level of tidyiness and order into his adult life and i haven't! I don't want to either. I think life's too short for cleaning all the time. If you want to slide down the stairs in sleeping bags and bounce on your bed when you're a child then you should be allowed to! My childhood was well fun. Toys everywhere and never had to tidy up. Brilliant. I wish the Boyf's dad hadn't been so hard on him. Now he makes it hard on me when i leave stuff around in the flat!
We did have some rules. If my sisters and i ever were rude or badly behaved then it was smackdown time from my mum and we never did it again! We were punished for important stuff, not for not making our beds or leaving our toys out.
Ahh i miss being a kid!