The New Normal

So, she's staying through at least the health crisis and recovery. We've been able to have some honest conversations about what this means, and how we can better communicate and, most importantly, how we can get out of each other's hair. Back in the day, when I lived with Momma, we lived in her house, which is about 5000 square feet. I pretty much had an apartment to myself in the basement. This made it much easier to enjoy each other's company, and to get away when we needed to.

Now, we're in my 1500 square foot apartment, and while that sounds PLENTY big, there's really not a lot of living space. So for almost a week, we've been under each other's foot, and it's been tricky.

Tomorrow we're going to buy furniture for my guest room, so I can have my room back, and she can have her own space.

Different (yet related) topic:

My cat has apparently been using said guest bedroom for his personal place to be ill. I just spent about an hour cleaning up about 15 different places where he's been sick. There's a product called Spot Shot which works like a gem for such messes. Any of you with pets, children, or an inability to hold a drink upright should really buy this stuff. You only need a paper towel to clean up the mess.