In another world

One of my housemates astounds me sometimes with her arrogance, her brazenness, her cheek. She's the one who, before she moved in, when I first met her, informed me that I'd have to get used to the fact that she'd always be late, if I wanted to be her friend. After about 18 months of that, I decided I didn't want to get used to it, as wasn't so bothered about being her friend if that's what she thinks of her friends.

She's also the one who, when I concussed myself on New Year's Eve and screamed loudly as I did it, wandered out of her room about 15 minutes later and, when I informed her I was off to the hospital, said: "Oh, I thought I'd heard you scream."

Anyway, there have been a few classic moments over the last few days, particularly last night (you can tell I don't spend much time with her nowadays, mainly because she pretty much lives at her fiance's).

Sunday (leading prayers): "Blah, blah, blah... Pray for the leaders of the parish that they would live to be pure and holy. ... blah, blah"
Last night: "Oh, we're not getting married until 2009, so we're going to move in together to save money."

Point to note: she's a commissioned pastoral leader for our parish who is practically living with her fiance and is planning to move in with him at least a year before they get married. I don't have a problem with Christians who're getting married moving in together. EXCEPT when they're in leadership. And I can't believe she's so arrogant enough to ask the home group to pray for them to find a place!

Anyway, continuing on...
Last night (a bit later): "We've not got a date yet. But we've got the cake sorted. A friend of mine does cakes and said they'll do it for us. And we can save money on the flowers. Jo likes doing flowers, so if I buy them I'm sure Jo will do them." [Jo keeps very quiet at this point and pretends not to be listening. After all, Jo's listening for a date of the wedding and considering planning a holiday around that time!]

Later last night; "I've got to go now [to her fiance's] so can I be excused from the clearing up. I did bring, and whip, the cream, after all." [And one housemate bought all the savoury fillings, a guest bought eggs and flour, I bought the fruit and made 60 pancakes. Admittedly she did bring some fruit (and was late!) - and then had a go at me because I'd bought fruit, as if it's MY fault she can't read instructions! And just about everyone else (including guests) made pancake batter and cleared up.]

She astounds me! I don't know what to say any more. I guess I just have to laugh at her brazenness!