Me and my family are staying in our summer home right now, as school ended last week for me and my brother. My dad has some guys come around and power wash with bleach yesterday to clean up the stone pool, deck and everything in general. He stresses to me at least 5 fucking times make sure all the doors and windows are locked and primed so we don’t ruin our house with bleach. They don’t end up finishing yesterday, make a right mess of the pool filled with sudsy bubbles and soak up our tennis court. But that’s beside the point me like a total fucking degenerate blocks out where my dad tells me about them arriving today in the morning to finish. Feeling hot last night in my room, instead of bumping up the AC like a normal person I decide, like the genius Iam to instead crack open the window and let some fresh breeze blow out. Sleep through their arrival and instead wake up to bleachy high pressure water blasting into my room on the second floor. Meaning they had been at work for at least 20 minutes. So I fucking run throw down the window and rush to get my parents hoping I didn’t just earn myself a grade A beating for the stupid shit I just pulled. Me, my mom , dad and brother spend an hour cleaning and mopping with soapy water hoping to save everything we can. Terrifying our cleaning ladies below hearing us screech at each other. Then my dad sees a plate of food my brother left on the floor and told him was mine, crashes out on him. We managed to fix most of everything and there’s barely any stains on the wood. But I was told it’ll still probably be a 10 thousand dollar job and that’s not including the couch I messed up too. It’s not even the idea of the money that makes me so upset, but that I’m a burden, a mess up. The perfect son, the favorite yet I cannot even follow his orders and be an asset to him. I can’t help but feel like a complete and absolute fuck up especially after how many times my dad told me to fix the doors and windows for tommorw. He said he didn’t even want my help to pay it back or punish me or beat me. I don’t know it just makes me feel like he’s so exasperated he doesn’t even want to bother with the process of grounding me.
TLDR: ~10k in damages to my room no punishment yet , Will delete in a day or two I know my mom has Reddit and I don’t want her finding this I just needed to vent and ask for any advice.
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We will talk when I get home….I am NOT happy with you right now.