Exploration #36: The Truth about Jane Dear

When my grandma was moved to a nursing home, Jane needed a new home. We agreed to be roommates and I just knew it would be great.  We'd known each other since I was little and I thought she was fabulous with her feathered hat and her Victorian style dress. And I was hoping she could teach me how to get my hair so curly!

It was great, at first. But, suddenly things changed. She never left the apartment and stood staring out the balcony door all the time.

 She got lazy and threw blankets and pillows everywhere. She refused to help clean.

She also started cutting up my jeans, telling me they were improper for a lady.

We came to the conclusion that this wasn't working anymore. We sat down one day to discuss a plan of action, I told her we needed a roommate agreement that we were both satisfied with or she'd have to go. Unfortunately for me, Jane is pretty persuasive. Our roommate agreement now reads:

I, Brittany , and I, Jane, do agree to be roommates for the rest of our lives to honor Brittany's Great Grandmother's request. While doing so, we agree that Brittany will do the house work, pay rent, and deal with any other requests of her roommate. Jane will be allowed to do as she wishes, with the exception of destroying her roommates clothing.