I have the house to myself until Sunday. It feels marvelous.
The parents and I get along okay, I just tire of most of our daily conversations lately. Seriously, this how most exchanges with my parents go.
Dad or Mom: Morning.
Me: Morning.
D/M: Do you work today?
Me: Yes.
D/M: What time do you work?
Me: [gives the time]
D/M: What time do you get off?
Me: [
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