Gee, thanks for sharing.
How did you end up with her as a house mate, again? /scratches head>
With my job in Arizona gone due to COVID, I moved to the Central Coast of California to care for her in her home. I do the cooking (gourmet Italian!), keep the house organized, and care for her dog, an 8 year old cockapoo bitch who has become my girlfriend.
The only things that drive me crazy are her clutter -- I'm a "neat" person -- and her willingness to believe everything the Mockingbird Media tells her. Attempting to red-pill her doesn't work.
The sad thing is that she's a pale shadow of the vibrant lady I met in 1985. But that's what happens when we get old.