The lodger departs

We have had a lodger since September. She is on a gap year programme and is based at our church. Its been a bit of a rollercoaster. She is lovely but keeps herself to herself. She spends most of her time in her room and rarely speaks to us. She helps out with the housework even less than she talks. It has felt like we have a stranger living with us and I have really strugged with it (I don’t think pregnancy hormones have helped here).

Things have improved over the last few weeks as she has been a little more sociable and happy to help out.

Last night she told me that due to stress-related anxiety, she is leaving the church, the gap year programme and us at the end of next week.

I’m not quite sure how to react. I’m sad that she’s going (never thought I’d say that) and sad that she couldn’t talk to us about how she was struggling. She feels that she has been supported but if we didn’t know how could we help? I’m also happy to have the house to ourselves again. And I’m happy that I can begin the furniture shifting/decorating/rearranging that needs to take place (for me its a need; for Mr WF its something to endure and humour) before babyfish arrives.

Its altogether rather unexpected.