..the burden of being the eldest sibling..

So, as the oldest in our family, it's kind of my job to make sure everyone else doesn't screw up too badly. But you know what? I'm starting to feel like a nagging parent. Like that one time when I got mad at Sarah for leaving her dirty dishes out... and ended up shouting louder than she did because I was so frustrated with myself for being so damn controlling. In the end, we both just stopped talking to each other for a week. But hey, at least the kitchen looked cleaner afterwards....