And so she comes out of her lair again… Draped in her blankey and most miserable face so we all know how unhappy she is. We make shrimp tacos for dinner… Delicious! She sits down to eat hers and picks out what I assume to be her own hair… I didn't make dinner so can't be mine and certainly not my husband! All she has to say is… Ewww. Plopped her self on the couch as usual… I think she took the hint when both myself and hubby left the room. No thank you. Nothing. Such an ungrateful miserable person. How can I still have 10 days left with this person in my house… Company announced we will be working remotely very soon. Ughhhhh!!!  Please just go back to your mothers!!!