Can't Win for Losing...

Just one of those days…I shouldn’t moan, but I’m gonna.

I thought I'd made a breakthrough...
it felt like I'd done good.
I cleared away a section of things
I knew I should.
I'd been told there was a deadline,
to get the house in shape.
To sort through everything there is
without the help of Snape.
I took apart the wire shelves
that cats had marked as theirs
and put the things that I took off
in piles I could then shear.
But that wasn't the priority I guess,
because the functional space
was met with derision and spite...
bringing despair to my face.
I guess I'll ask for orders,
to make sure I do the things I should,
and stop trying to do the things
I think will make me feel good...