I haven't met whom I'm supposed to be staying with yet. But you're right, some system of rules needs to be in place. Beyond one's usual sock on the door handle.

[she barely allows herself any "private time" out of fear of what she might conjure up]

I would appreciate that. I'm not opposed to fancy dress--I was alive when New England was simply the Thirteen Colonies--but nothing too flashy?

[she worries about whether or not she can adapt here. she's been so set in her ways for thousands of years]