jaylar
I moved into a flat with shared space. It was in walking distance of my job. Further, I could do a lot of work on my computer at ‘home’.
It was an empty flat. I had this bedroom, that bathroom, and was to share the kitchen and living room and veranda with another tenant.
It was completely acceptable. Until Jade rented the other bedroom.
I didn’t think much of it until she began dumping trailer loads of stuff in the living room and kitchen.
I had a small fridge and a microwave which I promptly moved into my bedroom to avoid fighting my way through her rubble.
When I went to confront, she gave me this heart breaking story about how her parents house had burnt down and that this is what she salvaged. I would not have salvaged 80% of the stuff for it was the kind of crap you could leave on a road and it wouldn’t be stolen.
As bad as sharing space with a bona fide mad hoarder, she had a dozen cats.
