The sister

The sister's stuff is mostly moved in, my living room now looks like an episode of "Hoarders" because there is nowhere else for my stuff to go, and I can't find my swim bag, without which I cannot go swimming tomorrow. My googles, esp. my just-purchased-last-week prescription goggles are in it and I know I had it two days ago. It's driving me crazy.  That and the heat.  That and sister's horrible long winded emails, OMG.  That and the fact that she ignores most of my requests.  Stab Stab Stab.  I considered self-mutilation as a mood mitigator then settled for tequila and popcorn. I might have to wall off the living room then go on a month long vacation just to get through October.