The worst part of rescuing my family after my little sister got sick and laid off is living with my family again. There is a reason I never got home sick.
My mother still freaks out whenever she sees something she thinks is "satanic", recent cases in point, sister was watching "Lost Girl" on SYFY, and I bought a game called "Diablo 3". She is as judgmental as ever when it comes to people(me). She has now started to buy into the "Ancient Aliens" conspiracy theories, so it kinda sucks she couldn't reserve some of that judgment for a little bit of skepticism.
My little sister has says she has migraines every day. She says this after anyone brings up the idea that she might need to do any kind of work around the house, but if you just leave her alone it doesn't seem to bother her that often. She is incredibly rude and bossy, and reacts to everything as if it were a ridiculous imposition or beneath her.
My step dad? Well, he may be dopey, but he is a nice guy. We have little in common and almost nothing to talk to each other about, but at least he doesn't grate on every fiber of my being like my mother and sister. However, he is a 1 chore a day kind of person. For some reason both mow the lawn and run a dishwasher in the same day. I know I am not much better right now when it comes to getting stuff done about the house, but at least I have the excuse of sifting my brain through the programming grinder all day at work.