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I find myself whipping up breakfast at 11 a.m.—waffles, fried eggs, and even turkey sandwiches. Who cares that I already fed their younger siblings hours ago? The young adults need their beauty rest, obviously.
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My stash of water bottles disappears faster than my favorite snacks. I swear these twenty-somethings have a higher thirst level than the rest of us. I stock up on cases from Trader Joe’s, only to find they’re guzzled down like they’re cans of soda. Could this be a hidden correlation?
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The laundry situation is a never-ending saga. It seems college has taught them that doing laundry is a competitive sport. Any clothes—whether wet or dry—are tossed onto the floor like they’re in a game. The victor? The one who can leave their clean clothes in the dryer for three days straight.
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My driveway has become a battleground for parking. You’d think that since I pay the bills and just repaved it, I’d get to park there. But no, it’s every man for himself, and somehow, I end up parking at the curb.
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The dishes in the sink belong to “It Wasn’t Me.” You know, that mysterious entity that leaves behind dirty forks, knives, and coffee cups. Heaven forbid anyone takes a moment to load an extra spoon into the dishwasher. That would be way too much effort.
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My wallet resembles a barren wasteland. Need gas for your car? Here’s $20. Itchy eyes? Here’s $10 for eye drops. How much for the train? You guessed it; I’m down to my last $20. Wait, where did that $50 I just took out go?
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The dishwasher is overflowing by noon. It starts out empty, but after all the waffle-making and coffee consumption, there’s no space left for dinner plates. See points 1 and 5 for reference.
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Our family’s carbon footprint could rival that of a dinosaur. With two adults in the house, we’re burning through K-cups and plastic water bottles like they’re going out of style. #sorryplanetearth
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I find myself driving in a car without air conditioning on a sweltering 90-degree day. I own three vehicles—two with AC and one that gave up on cooling ages ago. Despite being the one who buys and maintains the cars, I’m the one sweating it out while cruising around town.
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Lights, TVs, and open doors are the new normal. “It Wasn’t Me” strikes again, leaving our home feeling like a scene from a sitcom.
This article originally appeared on June 13, 2015.
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In summary, the return of college kids for the summer means a whirlwind of activity, increased laundry, and a notable spike in household chaos. From disappearing water bottles to a battle for parking spaces, life is anything but boring with these young adults back home.