Hooooray! My home is mine again!
I had a house guest. Way more trouble than having a girl friend, but with none of the benefits.
She came here to get away from the Oregon winter, and to see doctors. She was supposed to be here about 2-1/2 months - which turned into 6 months, because of unending medical problems.
She got back surgery. Severe back surgery. People who have seen the X Rays say her back looked like a junk yard. Then there were serious blood clots, and this and that other stuff.
I had to buy a roll-away bed and place it behind some furniture to avoid having a honkn big hospital bed parked in my living room.
Of course, I also had to do a fair amount of medical transportation.
But the biggest problem is that she's a sort of hoarder. She came down with a large SUV absolutely stuffed with stuff, all of which she unloaded taking pretty much every horizontal square foot except the kitchen floor.
She ordered Wheels on Meals for 2 days a week, not that there is a shortage of food here, but rarely ate them. Had them piled into both my refrigerators until there was no room for anything else. And she packed both my freezer compartments with huge bags of frozen berries for her twice-a-day smoothies (for which she installed her Vitamix blender).
And this is just the surface.
I know how totally packed that SUV was, because I helped pack it today for her departure. It was absolutely stuffed, except for the driver's seat.
And she insisted she wants to come back next year.
Yikes!
She came here to get away from the Oregon winter, and to see doctors. She was supposed to be here about 2-1/2 months - which turned into 6 months, because of unending medical problems.
She got back surgery. Severe back surgery. People who have seen the X Rays say her back looked like a junk yard. Then there were serious blood clots, and this and that other stuff.
I had to buy a roll-away bed and place it behind some furniture to avoid having a honkn big hospital bed parked in my living room.
Of course, I also had to do a fair amount of medical transportation.
But the biggest problem is that she's a sort of hoarder. She came down with a large SUV absolutely stuffed with stuff, all of which she unloaded taking pretty much every horizontal square foot except the kitchen floor.
She ordered Wheels on Meals for 2 days a week, not that there is a shortage of food here, but rarely ate them. Had them piled into both my refrigerators until there was no room for anything else. And she packed both my freezer compartments with huge bags of frozen berries for her twice-a-day smoothies (for which she installed her Vitamix blender).
And this is just the surface.
I know how totally packed that SUV was, because I helped pack it today for her departure. It was absolutely stuffed, except for the driver's seat.
And she insisted she wants to come back next year.
Yikes!
