This probably fits in the, 'What are you particular about' thread also, but ...
We are hosting a relative who is recovering from surgery. She has stairs at her home (we don't) and needs to have someone with her much of the day (I work from home), so we're it.
From the minute she arrived (yesterday) she moaned about everything. We bought a secondhand King-sized single bed from a marketplace site that the seller said had been slept in twice at their bach; she asked if it was new and we told a white lie that it was (she expects everything brand new but would never offer to contribute); but she said she can smell someone else on it (ridiculous; it definitely does not smell; it looks brand new)! This is despite the fact it has brand new linen on it that we bought especially for her, including a puffed mattress topper, which cost a fortune. Aaaargh! If that wasn't enough, we've put her in my regular home office which is a tiny room but the nicest room in the house ... and she is moaning constantly about it ... it's apparently too bright and sunny during the day (despite having blockout blinds), and she heard cicadas outside the window all last night so couldn't sleep well. She also doesn't like the headboard (black), drawers (black, even though I replaced all the chrome handles with cute little faceted glass yellow knobs) and wardrobe (which is normally an open cavity, so I bought some sheer white curtains to conceal it ... it looks quite nice, I thought). And the pictures on the wall (black frames, with black and white still photos of landscapes I've taken over the years) apparently scare her (hopefully into leaving sooner than anticipated). Even the TV we bought especially for her stay isn't appreciated as it doesn't have Sky (it has access to enough channels to keep her happy, surely!).
As if all this isn't enough, I returned home a short time ago from visiting a friend (I normally love to stay at home and rarely venture out but I feel like my home is full of toxic energy at the moment and had to escape), to discover she's taken it upon herself to rearrange my kitchen cupboards! Aaaaargh!!!! (For the record, I'm very particular about how things are stored and I don't like people touching my things). I barked at my husband about letting her take over and he annoyingly said if it makes her happy, let her do it! No treats for him this week. She's also been telling everyone that she's going to be helping me with my freelancing work as I'm overwhelmed with how much I have on (NOT true!).
I did ask her to bring some things to keep her occupied throughout the day as I'll be busy, but of course she didn't. It is infuriating having someone ask every 2 minutes, "What can I do to help?"
Just 12 more days to go of this, and then she goes back to her house ... I'm going to have to buy a truckload of Palo Santo to clear the energy once she's gone.
Just saw a man gobbing on the pavement. It enrages me even more so now we are living in and trying to adapt to a world with C19. I feel pure blood vessel bursting rage when I see someone spitting in the street
