Socially Distant

Such a heated term. So important. So what is saving me right now.

Our roommate has her own apartment, but she is still her. T calls her to visit. S calls her to visit. I do not call her. Our roles have switched. S calls her several times a week and then comes home and dumps the conversation on me because he doesn’t know what else to do with it.

She either loves her apartment, loves how she decorated it and is very comfortable or she cannot wait to get out of the shithole.

She either has plenty of money and wants to remodel the basement or she cannot afford to pay for the apartment and needs to get out.

And live in her garage if needed.

She cries at the idea of S doing his job and going in to homes every day, but is shocked when we suggest perhaps she stops going to Walmart in the middle of the day 4 times a week.

She is spending too much on gas picking up her prescriptions at CUB by her townhome but has no plans to transfer the prescriptions to the CUB less than a half mile from her apartment.

She wants to sue someone because this is taking too long.

She has not one time acknowledged that she is responsible for the biggest problem (her not having insurance).

After asking several times a day (last October) for the full amount that she owes us she was mad about it last week because “she really needs more notice”.

But my home is my home. I rearranged the basement and put another Christmas Tree down there. I used up my Fabreze. I threw out the rest of the Round Up. Keeping all the crazy at a distance is fabulous.

Socially Distant Roommate is the best kind.