She came with the house, unbeknownst to us. Well, maybe we didn’t check the attic because if you’ve seen one, you’ve seen them all.
Or so we thought.
To be honest, she isn’t so bad. On occasion, she turns downright lucid and charming. But she hates the roofers we hired to install solar panels and no matter what we say, she won’t listen to reason.
As she keeps pointing out, this is her home and nobody asked if it was okay to sell it after her husband died and wouldn’t it make you mad, too?
We cannot argue with that.