For those of you who have read my previous diaries, you know that things have been going downhill in the group living situation. Not with the other tenants, that's all good, but with the landlady. She's not happy, and doesn't really believe that I'm disabled. She has now said that pretty much head on. She called my disabilities my 'little issues', and said that my primary goal was to be stoned constantly. /sigh She's also mightly disturbed that Sarah is being herself much more often. (OMG, she looks so pretty with two french braids holding her top hair back.)
More beneath the fold, and if you loveses me (my precioussss), you'll take the poll that has little to do with this, but I do need the advice! :)
So, I have 'little issues', want to take more meds than I should (someone please tell my doctors that!), and never told her that I have multiple disabilities (um, I told her that I had a service dog for my disabilities, and listed them off--I think she tuned me out, assuming I was using it as an excuse to keep my dog).
(No, I can't get her on housing discrimination, she doesn't 'rent rooms', she does a 'house share'--she's not zoned for renting rooms.)
She refused to speak to me about the money she owned me until Sarah was gone, and somehow the $179 came down to $50, even though I've been paying all the fees and the percentages Etsy takes out. She says she'll refund me if I can find the error, but my brain is not working well.
If anyone doesn't mind checking out some short spread sheets, OCVs, and screen shots, I'd be more than grateful. I'm usually pretty good with Excel, but my brain is scrambled right now, and I was having a panic attack. Please, here, I DO need help. We need a deposit on an apartment. Sarah is working herself sick with 14-16 hours days, but it may not be enough. We look at a place tomorrow. I'll give you access to only the relevant information through Dropbox (oh, how I love Dropbox).Anyway, I'm barred from the upstairs bathroom for the crime of having used it very early in the morning when she got up to use it. Thank goodness I was already washing my hands, as she slammed the door open without knocking. She slammed it closed and stomped into her bedroom (to be fair, stomping is her normal mode of locomotion), I finished washing my hands, and knocked on her door and told her I was done. Out she came and told me she was sick of this (of what?) and that we were no longer allowed to use the upstairs bathroom and we could just use the downstairs bathroom (also a major hallway and cat litter box sanctuary).
She gloated today over my lack of eating and my inability to safely use a stove. She yelled at me for giving her a handout with the side effects of my Topamax, since I have verbal aphasia and didn't want to be accused of lying. She said it was rude (no, I didn't hand it to her and walk away, I said since she seems interested, this should help).
She was mad she wasn't getting emails from Etsy sales, apparently not realizing that we DIDN'T HAVE ANY for months. headdesk I really can't win. I'd even taken and processed hundreds of pictures for her, researched price, put them on Etsy, gave them tags, and all she had to do was write the description (I can't write a description for her mother's dress). She never did. SO much time and effort lost. Am I ranting? I'm ranting. i'll shut up.
ON to happier matters. I need a new banner for the shop. I've been cycling through several, but I want ADVICE! help?
MY FAVORITE COLOR, SHOWS A RANGER OF MY WORK, BUT MAYBE TOO BUSY?
SHOWS OFF MY WORK, DOESN'T LET BRONIES KNOW I CATER TO THEM TOO, BUT MAY BRING IN MORE OTHER BUSINESS. IT TOOK LOTS OF WORK IN GIMP, BUT I DON'T KNOW IF THEY PAID OFF.
THIS WAS ORIGINAL BANNER FOR JOINT SHOP, FOR COMPARISON.