it seems like all I do is bitch but....
last time I bitched about my former roommates and now I think I'll bitch a bit about the current ones.
this is not to say I'm perfect and wonderful to live with all the time (my wife would disabuse you of that notion) but it does help when you set things down in writing sometimes you gain a little different persepective and sometimes it just makes you go why do I put up with this shit?
When we moved in the arrqangement was that maria would work for what amounts to room and board (and supposedly cable and internet) cause of the whole immigration thing.
there were ome set boundaries etc.
They were like you can eat whatever you want in the cupboards and fridge unless it's marked with a name or it's their sweet tea.
which is fine cause I don't like really sweet tea anyway much less the store bought kind.
There were some give and take deals like a lock on the inside of the door for privacy.
Anyway, it did take a while for things to start breaking down but as it is now we more or less buy most of our food ourselves and we have only the internet we can leach from the neighbors. There is no lock on the inside of the door and most of the time the other woman who works and lives here just walks in without knocking.
Tho she is getting better at it cause the other day I had the flu and she came in like three or four times for something (the toolbox for the hous is in our room as well as the fuse box and the water heater etc.)
It was like I couldnät sleep all night and when I did my wife got up and went to sit wiht a client and then when I fell back to sleep the other woman would come in rattle around and then slam the door'
It would seem like I would just get back to sleep and she'd come in again....
after like the 3rd or fourth time I got up to go to the bathroom and I said It may jsut be the flu talking so if I sound exceedingly rude or whatever but could you try being a little quieter if oyuu have to come in my room cause I'm trying to sleep.
she's like oh i'm sorry I keep forgetting you guys live out there (we've only lived here for about 3 months or ´so) it's hard for me to remember I need to knock..oh well...
I replied to something like yanno even trained monkeys can be taught to knock on a door before going in...
it must have done the trick because she does knock moe often than she used to but sometimes she still forgets or whatever.
It's a good thing I'm not a chronic masturbator or like to walk around my room with no clothes on.
The food thing sort of came around becuase I over heard a few people complaining becuase they thought one of us ate a certain thing.
Then there were times when she'd go eat something,and I'd see her eating it and then later when one of the kids wanted some of it she told them oh robert ate it all there is no more.
Other times it was robert or maria probably ate it.
being blamed for something I know I didnät do gets me hotter than almost anything else.
So we basically quit eating anyhting that wasn't outright offered to us. I thought that would solve the problem but it hasn't.
The other main reason we quit eating here is that the other woman, who does lives here, does much the same as maria except she takes care of the kids and stuff and maria doesn't.
annnnnnnnnyway............
She will go and make lunch or breakfast for herself and the kids (they are homeschooled btw tho recently the older girl has started going to school elsewhere..I donöt know I didn't ask the less I know the better is how I feel sometimes.) and forget to make enough for everyone, we could be standing right there in the kitchen and be like oh did you want some? I dont have enough for everyone and I dont feel like making more.
not that I expect to be waited on hand and foot, no but when your offered....told that you can eat what you want and then if you do help yourself and it's like you feel like a criminal it's jsut easier not to.
like maria's boss told me one time eat if your hungry maria's working for it your kinda paying for it anywya.
I don't like being anyone's scapegoat and if I'm being made the patsy because someone else wants to blame me for something she ate it's easier to just make it known your not eating anything.
TBC..........
this is not to say I'm perfect and wonderful to live with all the time (my wife would disabuse you of that notion) but it does help when you set things down in writing sometimes you gain a little different persepective and sometimes it just makes you go why do I put up with this shit?
When we moved in the arrqangement was that maria would work for what amounts to room and board (and supposedly cable and internet) cause of the whole immigration thing.
there were ome set boundaries etc.
They were like you can eat whatever you want in the cupboards and fridge unless it's marked with a name or it's their sweet tea.
which is fine cause I don't like really sweet tea anyway much less the store bought kind.
There were some give and take deals like a lock on the inside of the door for privacy.
Anyway, it did take a while for things to start breaking down but as it is now we more or less buy most of our food ourselves and we have only the internet we can leach from the neighbors. There is no lock on the inside of the door and most of the time the other woman who works and lives here just walks in without knocking.
Tho she is getting better at it cause the other day I had the flu and she came in like three or four times for something (the toolbox for the hous is in our room as well as the fuse box and the water heater etc.)
It was like I couldnät sleep all night and when I did my wife got up and went to sit wiht a client and then when I fell back to sleep the other woman would come in rattle around and then slam the door'
It would seem like I would just get back to sleep and she'd come in again....
after like the 3rd or fourth time I got up to go to the bathroom and I said It may jsut be the flu talking so if I sound exceedingly rude or whatever but could you try being a little quieter if oyuu have to come in my room cause I'm trying to sleep.
she's like oh i'm sorry I keep forgetting you guys live out there (we've only lived here for about 3 months or ´so) it's hard for me to remember I need to knock..oh well...
I replied to something like yanno even trained monkeys can be taught to knock on a door before going in...
it must have done the trick because she does knock moe often than she used to but sometimes she still forgets or whatever.
It's a good thing I'm not a chronic masturbator or like to walk around my room with no clothes on.
The food thing sort of came around becuase I over heard a few people complaining becuase they thought one of us ate a certain thing.
Then there were times when she'd go eat something,and I'd see her eating it and then later when one of the kids wanted some of it she told them oh robert ate it all there is no more.
Other times it was robert or maria probably ate it.
being blamed for something I know I didnät do gets me hotter than almost anything else.
So we basically quit eating anyhting that wasn't outright offered to us. I thought that would solve the problem but it hasn't.
The other main reason we quit eating here is that the other woman, who does lives here, does much the same as maria except she takes care of the kids and stuff and maria doesn't.
annnnnnnnnyway............
She will go and make lunch or breakfast for herself and the kids (they are homeschooled btw tho recently the older girl has started going to school elsewhere..I donöt know I didn't ask the less I know the better is how I feel sometimes.) and forget to make enough for everyone, we could be standing right there in the kitchen and be like oh did you want some? I dont have enough for everyone and I dont feel like making more.
not that I expect to be waited on hand and foot, no but when your offered....told that you can eat what you want and then if you do help yourself and it's like you feel like a criminal it's jsut easier not to.
like maria's boss told me one time eat if your hungry maria's working for it your kinda paying for it anywya.
I don't like being anyone's scapegoat and if I'm being made the patsy because someone else wants to blame me for something she ate it's easier to just make it known your not eating anything.
TBC..........