Originally Posted By: LuckyLuke
I slept upstairs. W hears me lay down (the door between the rooms was open), comes in and asks "are you sleeping here?", me: "yes", W: "humph". Two minutes later she comes in via the other door, turns on the light and says "you are getting out of my life, I can't stand living with you, it is hideous, your passive resistance, we are selling this house as soon as possible, etc."


Luke, now you're talking!!! Awesome. Keep sleeping in that room. Don't mind W at all. She's a real piece of work. One thing I would have said to W, "This is my house and I can sleep where ever I damn please!"