I hate my family so much...
Rant begins now...
So within the past few days me, my mom, and brother have been taking board games from the cellar to the living room so we can sort through them bc we want to free up space in the cellar.
Out of nowhere my dad sits down on the couch and is like "When are you all gonna clean up these games?" Even though i literally JUST sorted 3/4 of them into keep and toss. And i told him that.
But he's like that's not good enough they need to be gone bc apparently some inspection guy for something or other is coming in a few days and according to my dad "He's gonna trip and fall and sue us and we'll lose our house. do you want that?!"
i HATE THAT ABOUT HIM I HATE IT. all he does is be pessimistic and bring up the worst-case scenario and act like its going to happen for sure and freak out on us all.
FUCK OFF DAD. IT WAS PART OF YOUR IDEA TO CLEAN OUT THE CELLAR!