Of all the things wrong with this slummy duplex, the jerry rigged plumbing, the weird heaters, the crack heads in the storage shed,the UBER redneck neighbors... The thing that is going to chase me out of here is the cat insisting on coming in my room at three a.m.
(I have a folding door...not a real door, and the cat forces it open despite the re-enforced magnet catches I put on). I mean, WTF, cat.
THAT, and the dogs going BALLISTIC when their mom comes home. She NEVER EVER walks them or plays with them. Another couch potato, damnit. Lays on the couch watching movies when not at work . *le sigh*