My name is Mary... Long story...this is not the name my parent gave me, it was an English name given to me by Mother Mary when I enrolled in a Catholic school. I was born and raised in Hong Kong and doesn't speak or write English but the Catholic schools at that time were the best schools. When Mother Mary asked me what my name is, I told her my Chinese name, and she said "Mary, ok?" I nodded my head like a good girl... Hahahaha.

Anyway, I'm glad you had a talk with your I roommate. She's lucky to have you sanitize the house. I hope she doesn't eat your food. Having a roommate is not easy, and having an inconsiderate roommate is worse. Apart from getting cabin fever, which alot of us have, I'm doing OK. Just miss interacting my family and friends, but I am blessed because my children ask me daily if I need anything and I get to vent to my friends and vice versa!

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