This is Stacy and she is so very much fun. She's the lift of the party and queen of karaoke ((usually "I Want to Dance with Somebody"). She's the last one awake, the last one to leave and she always gets handsy at the end of a big night. But Stacy is extremely forgetful. She hasn't been to the dentist in 3 years because she had to leave a message canceling her last appointment, and never remembered to call back and reschedule. She once sent her daughter to school in her nightgown thinking in was PJ day, but she had forgotten that it was the following week. She'll need to help with the therapy bills in a few years. Ever self-unaware, however, Stacy refers to herself as OCD even though she's a total shit show. She always wants her kitchen counters cleared off, but she has 18 old, stale French fries strewn throughout her car. She organizes her linen closet once a year but she owes the library $150 in lost books. She irons the collars of her button down shirts but there is a yogurt container in the back of her fridge that holds a previously undiscovered mold species that may honestly be the cure for cancer. Stacy is trying, and she's adorable and fun so we'll smile and nod forever if she wants us to.
Meet Donna. Until two days ago she had been pretty satisfied with her house. She has nice taste and often receives compliments when people come to visit. She’s up on the latest decor trends and she loves spending money and time on little touches for her home (within reason).