It seems a certificate of insurance and a detailed quote are too much to ask. Another service is coming on Tuesday morning. It's $200 for the initial visit and that goes toward to job. I don't like that but my hands are tied. I need this over and done with so I'm really angry that I have to start over. Fuck people. I realize it is no one else's fault I got myself into this situation but I really feel some people are out to prey on the desperate. I'm sorry I was dead inside for four years. I'm sorry there is something wrong with my brain. That doesn't mean I will be taken advantage of.
Meanwhile the cold is significantly better so my overnight waste mitigation needs to continue tonight along with laundry. Hopefully I don't get sleepy and tempted to curl up and sleep. I've been sleeping nights because I've been sick the last 6 days or so and because this was getting cleaned next week. I have to resume the old schedule. I hate this.
About Me
- Ima Hoarder
- I'm one of those people you sometimes hear about on the news or hear people making fun of at the water cooler after watching a certain trashy reality show. I hoard. I'm afraid of my back porch. I have OCD. No one has been allowed to visit my home in a decade. I want to change that while somehow attempting to help others like me find the tools they need to overcome this humiliating disorder and perhaps give a little insight to those that think it is something to laugh at. I would also like to host a dinner party. This is my squalor recovery. My journey begins here.
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