has any one seen the movie misery?

well that was our last host experience. the crazy bitch owns a house that was built in 1818, which all in itself can be scary. but the thing is, is she didnt let us see the house until the second day of being there. thats fine for the fact that she lives alone with her 2 lhasa apso that havent been brushed in months. poor dumb and dirty dogs, we felt really bad for them. we arrived there just as the sun went down so we really didnt get to see what the house looked like. she fed us dinner then showed us to our room which wasnt attached to the house. as soon as we stepped into the room we where sleeping in it hit me, that familar smell we all come to love and hate. cat piss. it was freezing in this place and we had these small floor heaters to keep us warm. you know the kind that start house fires. thank god that we had to keep ours on all night to stay warm. wouldnt want to start a fire while we are sleeping. the reason it was so cold was because there werent any windows in this barn/room. there were spots for them just no glass. there were 2 floors to this place. first floor cat piss, second floor unfinished barn looking attic with no windows. oh, with 4 sets of bunk beds and sheets that we had to shake out, because of nesting spiders, before we slept on them. im going to say the sheets were not clean, but im trying not to think about that. that should have been warning number 1 but i was going to give this lady a chance.

after not sleeping very well the first night it was time to start our day. we walked across the court yard to the house, which was locked. that should have been warning number 2. we didnt think about it then but we were actually locked in the house. she had this crazy alarm that was all over the house and if any door was touched, including the door out of the court house, the alarm would have gone off. when she opened the door she informed us that we had to take the dogs for a 1/2 walk. fine, just have breakfast waiting for me when i get back. thats what i was thinking.

back from the dog walk and onto breakfast which lasted an hour. after that hour both me and sam knew something wasnt right. this lady, Dianne Austin, if anyone wants to know, loves to 1:talk about her self
2:name drop like she is important
3:lives off her mothers money, who is 95 years old and di is 66 years old
4:avoids paying bills
5:uses the wwoofers as her social life
6:and the list goes on.

as we are trying to get our work done that day he was out there trying to talk to us ever 30 minutes. im thinking im not going to get anything done if this lady keeps talking to me. as im working she gives me this weed killer, which i am not obligated to use. im not supposed to use chemicals as a wwoofer. she sat there and tried to convince me there was no chemicals in this product even though it said in on the front. warning number 3, not understanding the obvious.

got through the first day, which i asked her if we could have more of a routine where we worked in the morning and then had free time to our selves in the afternoon. she said that was fine, but the next day she proved that was a lie. the whole next day we were never out of her sight and didnt start working until 3 in the afternoon. at that point she finally left us alone at the because she had to do other errons. a car pulled in the drive way about an hour later and we started talking to the woman. she was waiting for payment of a bill that was a year and a half old from dianne. at that point we told our new friend that we are going to skip out of the house and walk to the bus stop before she got home.

has anyone given you really creepy feelings, like they had dead people under their house? well this lady gave us those. note to self, listen to your instincts.