Since I wasn't needed at the training, I went back home. I had a lot of chores to do so I might as well get started on them early.
I diligently mopped the living room. That was the next thing that needed to be done. After this, I could eat then go upstairs to do my homework.
Patricia was in the kitchen making dinner. Amari was upstairs and Sarah watched TV in the living room.
I did the job as carefully as possible. If Sarah sees a single spot of dirt, she'll scream out at the top of her lungs. Not only that, she'll ask me to mop the house all over again.
The worst part is she might do this when I'm already asleep. I noticed that she comes out at odd hours in the night, looking for mistakes. She constantly searches for things to complain about.
Deep down, I kind of feel sorry for he
