House To House

This all started about two years ago. My parents decide to buy a house on grand lake because the house we were living in was in the process of being bought. So even though the new house would be out of our school district my parents were going to rent a house for my senior year of high school. My parents went ahead and bought the lake house and than my dad had a heart attack. While my dad was in the hospital the person that was going to buy our original house we were living in backed out. So at this point we are stuck with two houses. Which to the average person sounds kinda fun. Not really. My parents want to be at the lake house all the time, but my summer job is at our original house. So when I came home from college all my dorm stuff when into my lake house room. I forgot to tell you that at my lake house my room is a five by five box in the back conner of our living room because our lake house is one bedroom short of what we need. Not fun at all when your dad stays up till two in the morning watching tv in the living room. So I decide to bring most of my summer clothes to the lake house for going out on the lake and having fun. Than I got a job four days a week in the town that my original house. So Monday thru Thursday I am at my original house and Friday thru Sunday I am at my lake house. Its ok, but all my friends that would love to go out on the lake with me live by my original house. My parents decide to buy a nice little lake house in a quite little town that is full of grandparents and their grandchildren. Which is fine, but there is no one with in 20 years of my age. So it is miles away from anything to do and the whole town lights go out around night fall. Now their is a different couple that is trying to buy our original house. So that is good, but guess what our lake house is about half the size of our original house. So now we are at a time of big time down sizing. Which isn't really that hard for me. My older sister has a little trouble getting rid of things. See she thinks that she will always use her stuff again someday. Which is her opinion, but she never comes home to deal with any of her stuff. So guess who gets to help her parents move everyones stuff while they are with their boyfriends. Thats right me. Well I don't mind most of the time. So my week starts out work at 8:30 on Monday morning when I get home I have to go through my original house bedroom. That happens till Thursday when I get off work I load everything I can in my car and bring it to the lake house. While unloading all my stuff I must find a place to keep it all in my five by five box of a room. Than the weekend I chill at the lake take in lots of sun. On Monday it starts all over again. House to house every week.