housepest, yeah!

I'm about one eighteenth of an inch from tossing her out on her kiester.

she left the gate open all night, because she came home too drunk to close it properly...

and I could have lost some of my flocks (200 birds) or the open gate might have allowed entry to a wildcat or neighborhood dog, which would kill my birds... I'm very very angry about this.

and she has brought strangers to our farm, which makes me uncomfortable.

I'm tired of worrying if she's going to kill herself, and leave us to deal with the problem... I'm just too freakin' tense about it... and even though I asked her to STOP saying that she wants to die she's still mentioned it twice more, after our conversation last month.

I have a rule, no shoes inside my house (because of all the free-ranging birds, and concomitant caca), and she wears her shoes inside, even though I've asked her not to... and tracks in dirt and ***** all over my newly scrubbed floors.

she takes the last cup of coffee in the pot, and doesn't make a fresh pot.

she slams the microwave door.

she passes gas loudly, and laughs.

she has drunk all my beer (I keep a case for guests, not freeloaders!)

she walks in, and uses everything, messes up the counters, tables, and linens, without asking, and without cleaning up after herself.

she *tells* me what to do, instead of suggesting, when I'm working.

she's loud, boisterous, rowdy, obnoxious, rude, crude, vulgar, and annoying... and she swears a lot.

at first it's funny, but after a while, it gets to be a serious drag.

she knows I can't risk getting sick, but comes over anyway, sneezing and coughing all over this morning.

she doesn't push her chair in, clear her dishes, or wash anything.

she doesn't empty her ashtrays, or contribute work to our farm. (except ONCE, she helped pluck a couple of chickens, but I had to RE-DO all her work, because she has blind spots in her visual field.)

yet she eats two or three meals a day here (on my Social Security pittance!!), she's cooked only twice, and she hasn't paid any rent.

a few times, she's chipped in for a tank of butane, and bought groceries (mostly snacks and treats, not staples)

she's eating me out of house and home, and I don't NEED another dependent needy CHILD to raise, I'm 51 years old, and too sick with MS.

two months of overhearing her frantic and painfully LOUD phone calls to the North, and her constant abrasive presence, and I'm about to go BATSH*T here.

she's so moody, tearful, and angry, that I can barely ASK her to do anything (like be quieter, or contribute) without her getting all upset.

she cannot take a hint, she simply doesn't GET that when my door is closed, that means I wish (or NEED) to sleep, be alone, or concentrate, or am busy.

plus, my husband and I are newlyweds, and it's a total drain to listen to every single tiny detail of her ugly divorce, or financial problems, and especially, to have to hear her make ethnic SLURS regarding the woman her husband has taken up with.

racism of any sort is unacceptable to me.

so, housepest status it is, Twink, and I've friggin' HAD it with her.