penumbren: Sorry, but short rant:
*sigh* Nothing like being up in the middle of the night because the
genius roommate decided that mopping with bleach at 2:00 a.m. was a genius idea. A way-too-strong mix, at that, since I still feel like throwing up.
Pretty sure that she'll go bitching to my father-in-law about my nasty attitude because "she's the only one who ever cleans the house."
I'm really, really tempted to make a big point out of mopping the entire house* tomorrow and cleaning the kitchen. Using something that's actually intended for cleaning, as opposed to disinfecting-without-removing-dirt.
* Only the three bedrooms are carpeted. Everything else is linoleum. (Which, yeah, bleach is not good for.)
I have all sorts of things I'd like to say to her, but can't, as FIL wants her "to feel at home" and I'm trying so very, very hard to not start drama. The only reason I was snippy tonight was because of nausea and itchy throat in the
middle of the night.
ARGH.
Here's hoping that some miracle happens and we figure out a way to move this summer. I love my FIL, but I will commit murder at some point over the things that woman does.
*extra big cheer up and calming hug* Wow... sounds like she is an idiot. I wish you good luck with your miracle of moving out.