It’s been barely a week since the family got back from their quaint Parisian vacation and they’re ALREADY repacking their bags!!
I mean, I’ll be the first to admit that they’ve been nothing but abusive and neglectful in the past [need I even mention the time they feed me a whole fifteen minutes late?? I was practically passing out from starvation when they FINALLY decided to serve me my tea-time Pedigree quota] but two holidays in the span of a month seems a bit too much, even for them.
Something tells me there’s more to this than meets the eye. I’ve tried to gather as much intel as I can from their conversations but someone or the other keeps bursting into tears and interrupting the flow. How inconsiderate could you get!! As if it isn’t hard enough to eavesdrop WITHOUT frantic sobbing being added to the equation.
To make the whole situation even MORE suspicious, they’ve already started buying text books for the girls. In the middle of SUMMER!! Why on EARTH they’d need anything school-related a whole month before the holidays end is a mystery to me.
I need to get to the bottom of this, and FAST. I can only hope that their great plans won’t destroy my sleep schedule too much…