There is a Old lady liveing in my house

An old lady has moved into my house. She usually keeps out of sight but when I pass a mirror, there she is obliterating my gorgeous face and body.
I think she is stealing money from me, I go to the ATM and withdraw $100.00 and a few days later it is gone. I don't spend money that fast.
My food is disappearing at an alarming rate, especially the good stuff like cookies, ice cream and candy. and then she's been tampering with my scale to make me think I've put on weight.
She is quite childish, likes to play games like going into my closets when I'm not home altering my clothes so that they don't fit, she messes with my files and papers so I can't find anything, also fiddles with my VCR so it doesn't record what I have programmed.
She gets to the newspaper and mail before I can and blurs the print so I can't read anything, then did something to my TV and telephone volume so all I can hear is mumbles and whispers.
She has done other things, like made my stairs steeper, my vacuum heavier, my knobs and faucets harder to turn.
She has made my bed higher, glues my lids on jars so it's impossible for me to open them.
She has taken the fun out of shopping for clothes.
She stands in front of me in the mirror and monopolizes it, looking ridiculous in some of those outfits that look so great on me.
Just when I thought she couldn't get any meaner, she came along with me to get my picture taken for my driver's licence and jumped in front of me before the camera clicked.
No one is going to believe that the picture of that old lady is me.