So, instead, here's a pic that made me laugh.
So, bitch is not out of the house on time. This means the lawyer goes before the judge and, worst case scenario, we're stuck waiting on getting into the house until the 24th. That would mean the 3-week, nice-and-easy move I had planned would be compressed into a one-week clean the new/move everything/clean the old situation. Doable, but a lot more stress than the original plan. Hopefully, this useless twat will just get the fuck out, and I can go back to my plan.