Nanoo-nanoo!
I'm very pleased to announce that my house is empty once more, my brother is GONE. Nana had gotten him a place to stay with my cousin but he kept putting it off and putting it off. Then, last week, he brought his daughter to stay here with us (without asking) and Nana had to put her foot down. He wouldn't make the child (who is admittedly only two years old) mind anyone and just regularly left the house a mess. I have neither the energy or the will to clean everyday, so it was creating a hassle. On top of that they were keeping Nana up at night (and me during the day) so it just wasn't working in any way (and never was, but no one listens to me).
She thinks she hurt his feelings when she told him he had to leave, but I quite frankly don't care. I told her days after she started letting him stay here that it wasn't going to work for long. Last time he stayed with us he didn't have a wife and kid, and now he does and we can't support all of them. On top of that, now we have a lease and letting him stay here was violating it. If he hadn't left within a month I was planning on going to our landlord and telling her about it, so Nana would HAVE to make him leave. Luckily, I didn't have to do that.
I know it seems like I'm being overly harsh to someone, my brother, who is down on his luck, but I lost patience for him a long time ago. Yes, he is a little slow. He doesn't learn as quickly as others but he's never attempted to get past that. He uses it as an excuse for his entire life. He hasn't had a job in over five years, and before that he only had menial jobs that didn't pay well, just paid for his marijuana habit. That habit is another reason he'll probably always have trouble getting a job, because despite all the hoopla over making it legal (which I don't believe in), he'd never pass a drug test. Part of the problem is that Nana has always made excuses for him. She, in her head, has always made out him to be worse than he is. If he's adult enough to get married, to have children, then he's adult enough to get a job and take care of them. There are plenty of jobs out there that he can do, that don't require huge mental strength. He just won't even try.
In the two weeks he was here, he put in a whopping TWO job applications, both online, both with our oldest brother's assistance. I, quite frankly, wasn't going to do that. I'm not helping someone who won't at least try to help himself. Before he brought his daughter here he was sleeping until two or three in the afternoon, and barely left the house. That's not trying to find a job. That's being a lazy fecking bum, and I HATE THAT. It wasn't even that we were fighting or anything, his very PRESENCE here was putting me on edge.
I'm just...fecking giddy that I've finally got my house back.
She thinks she hurt his feelings when she told him he had to leave, but I quite frankly don't care. I told her days after she started letting him stay here that it wasn't going to work for long. Last time he stayed with us he didn't have a wife and kid, and now he does and we can't support all of them. On top of that, now we have a lease and letting him stay here was violating it. If he hadn't left within a month I was planning on going to our landlord and telling her about it, so Nana would HAVE to make him leave. Luckily, I didn't have to do that.
I know it seems like I'm being overly harsh to someone, my brother, who is down on his luck, but I lost patience for him a long time ago. Yes, he is a little slow. He doesn't learn as quickly as others but he's never attempted to get past that. He uses it as an excuse for his entire life. He hasn't had a job in over five years, and before that he only had menial jobs that didn't pay well, just paid for his marijuana habit. That habit is another reason he'll probably always have trouble getting a job, because despite all the hoopla over making it legal (which I don't believe in), he'd never pass a drug test. Part of the problem is that Nana has always made excuses for him. She, in her head, has always made out him to be worse than he is. If he's adult enough to get married, to have children, then he's adult enough to get a job and take care of them. There are plenty of jobs out there that he can do, that don't require huge mental strength. He just won't even try.
In the two weeks he was here, he put in a whopping TWO job applications, both online, both with our oldest brother's assistance. I, quite frankly, wasn't going to do that. I'm not helping someone who won't at least try to help himself. Before he brought his daughter here he was sleeping until two or three in the afternoon, and barely left the house. That's not trying to find a job. That's being a lazy fecking bum, and I HATE THAT. It wasn't even that we were fighting or anything, his very PRESENCE here was putting me on edge.
I'm just...fecking giddy that I've finally got my house back.