Have you ever lived in a bowl of potpourri???

Have you ever lived in a bowl of potpourri??? So here in our house there is only supposed to be four of us, however they have jammed six of us into this house. Ok, we are all over that fact, and we have all become accustomed to waiting in line FOR EVERYTHING. Here in our mix we have  a South African, A Brit, two Canadians and two Americans.  We all seem to get along fine except for one person, and none of us can stand living with her. It’s literally like a bowl of potpourri, different hair/skin colors, customs and habits.

To have six women, all with different personalities within themselves, to all get along but all to have the same views of one of us is rather shocking. I call her “Snook”, for many many reasons, I have never in my life come in contact with a person so stupid in my life. All of us feel the same way, and it’s not just that we ” think” she is stupid, she does things that puts all of us in danger, and she doesn’t even get it.  We have a press code lock on our door, its easy, three buttons and you are in. Snook  CAN NOT figure out this button system and has asked the crack heads on the corner, random guys from class, and even left the card with the code on it next to the door.

I went to a networking even and the most random dude came over to tell me the “little brunette” stumbled into his yard drunk and asked him to open the door for her. That means that EVERYONE in Ft Lauderdale now has our door code!!! I was getting up every morning at 2 am to let her in because she sounded like a herd of buffalo running through the living room and I couldn’t take it!!!!  When I would open the door she would say “Awww, you’re so cute, we don’t have locks in Oregon.”  If you know me, then you know there is NOTHING cute about waking me up night after night at 2 am because you are stupid.

Errrrrr, I really have a hard time dealing with people who lack common sence, she leaves her dirty laundry scattered around the house like confetti, empty water bottles all over and her dirty dishes just stack up. This morning there was an intervention, after we woke her up because she over slept and hit snooze 5 times, funny woke all of us up but she slept soundly. I guess my sence of humor has gone out the window, like where I am ready to throw Snook.  Tensions are running high down here since the houses are over filled, and people are becoming cut throat for work, it’s really not pretty.

The boats are being held up by another hurricane swirling about out in the ocean and people on land are getting frustrated. Last night I felt a bit better because I learned  we are all doing the same thing,……..waiting. I have never been a good waiter, I am getting super  fidgety and need to be do something…………………………………………………..