It's time for her to go.
She's taken over my home.
I have color schemes I never intended. My things are in places I never intended to put them.
I have food I never would have bought.
She's irritating the hell out of me. How?
"Torio, what are you doing?"
"Torio, where are you going?"
"Torio, what did we have planned today?"
"Torio, what's that going to be used for (referring to the light box I was building)?"
"Torio, what's that going to be used for?"
"Torio, what's that going to be used for?" (seeing my irritated face) "Well, I forgot. What's that going to be used for?"
SHE'S GOT TO GO!
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