Big Brother,
Just because someone who handles your finances works for you doesn't mean that they'll work for me. Their office is much closer to where you live than to me (by several miles) and I would have to take three busses to get there (I don't qualify for [relatively] cheap/free van service due to my being too mobile.)
I would rather take one or two busses to appointments than try to deal with juggling several bus stops plus walk along places that don't have sidewalks when I don't have to (I do that for my Tuesday appointment anyway.)
Just found out that the place you recommended doesn't deal with clients who are listed under "conservatorship status". I've never been listed as "payee status", and you know d@mn well that's the case!
Woman Who "Helps" Me,
Are you trying to fooking
poison me? Dish soap I
s a poison. I don't want or need to do that to my already screwed up system, especially with both diabetes and a heart condition. If you don't do that, you just toss unwashed dishes in with clean ones.
Oh, and you just put things away willy-nilly, mixing clean and dirty stuff together. I have some clothes that I put aside in a place that is dander-free because I don't want to kill my caseworker (the one who isn't in charge of my finances.) She deserves to live, and she's allergic to

dander (I have to warn her pretty much every time I go see her that she might want to have her antihistamines on hand due to the trio [even though I do my best to be allergen-free].)
It's "open season" for the one who handles my finances, but that's what the rest of my clothes are for... (it would be even easier if I knew which auto was hers [put the trio in her auto and let them "go to town" with the carpeting and upholstery]. She's also allergic to

s.)
Phyllis Sidhe_Uaine