Yesterday, I did some picking up around the apartment. I also downloaded a lot of PDF books, which was my goal for the weekend, so I'm happy. Also washed two loads of dishes.
I had slept in a bit, not getting up until 9:30 or so. Duv fed the cats, but made a big deal of mentioning it to me, since it's my 'job' to do so. Pisses me off. I don't think that he'll ever get to the point of things being 'family'. It's constantly 'yours' or 'mine', never 'ours'. It's been seven years since he's been in his old lifestyle, homeless, yet he still hasn't walked away from it.
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