So my roommate is moving out.
That is to say, I wish she would get her shit and get the hell out.
Last October, my current roommate and I were living together in a different place with friends of ours who were a couple, but they had screwed us over on not paying the rent and other things (The lease was in their name and the landlord didn't/wouldn't talk to us.) So I found a place. Another friend of mine owns a two family house and the apartment upstairs was going to be free. I decided I would take current roomie and move in to our current apartment.
Now at the time I wasn't working, I had worked out a deal both at the previous and current place with the people I lived with that I would keep the house clean, doing all the chores with the exception of the others laundry, and help with food from time to time (I was on food stamps, but had a bit extra since I'm a frugal food spender.) With the current place, any time I did any odd jobs I would put any extra money I had after my phone bill and assorted necessary items towards the rent, which was always fairly close to what my half of the rent was.
By December I was working, and so was the current roommate, so we switched off on chores, which worked for a little while, but then my roommate up and quit her temp position, and I was between temp gigs for about a week and a half, but I made due with scraping up rent through odd jobs. Then right after the new year, I got a long term gig, but roomie wasn't cleaning unless I'd specifically ask her to do something.
Then we were both working again at long term gigs, Hooray! But we weren't splitting the cleaning evenly. Again, unless I'd ask, and then it turned into unless I nagged, she wouldn't clean. And even then, she didn't really know how to wash dishes. I think she may be allergic to hot water or something, because NOTHING would ever be clean. food still stuck to things, everything was SUPER greasy. Like you lived on your own for over a year out of state away from family, how have you not learned how to do these simple things and be a functional adult?
Around the end of April she wasn't getting any temp gigs, though I wasn't sure if it was because she wasn't calling or what at the time. So I told her, pretty much the same deal as me when I wasn't working. Clean the house, but pay the gas bill instead of providing food as the gas bill was in her name and relatively cheap. My house got more and more cluttered. Dishes being left piled in the sink, floors not being swept or mopped.
In June, I gave her two weeks to get the house in immaculate condition. A regular spring cleaning if you will. She left it to the last possible minute and then didn't do a thorough cleaning. I told her what needed to be done, and to keep up with it now until she got a job. Then the gas got shut off. She didn't tell me, I had to find out for myself when I went to go shower. After having grown up fairly poor, I know that the utility companies do a three month kinda thing before shutting you off. I was LIVID. I told her she was allowed one shut off, and that was her one, if it happened again, she was getting tossed out on her ass. Also, if she was that stuck on not being able to pay, to let me know, I would do what I could to help, but she had to communicate with me.
In the middle of July, she came to me and said that it would probably be best if she moved out and in with her parents if we were going to remain friends. I agreed wholeheartedly as I was becoming a mothering nagging monster and I hated being that person, but felt as if I had no other choice when reasonable requests, and being angry got me nowhere, neither did the nagging to be honest, but jesus fucking christ, I was at my wits end with her. We agreed that she could stay until the middle of September. I'm going on vacation at the end of this month and don't want to deal with doing a roommate switch while I was out of state and it would give me time to try and find a roommate.
Which would have been awesome, had the gas not get shut off again, and this time I hadn't been home really except to sleep for about a week, so I have no clue how long it's been like this. And of course, I was about to go shower, again. Ended up going to her room and bang on the door to tell her she needed to start packing and getting her crap out of my apartment.
She then fled to her parents and has been sleeping there. Has only come back a couple of times, and I've had to chase her down for the most part to figure out when she's coming by the get her things and it's been like pulling teeth. She told me Thursday? Friday? that she wanted to come over Saturday to clean before getting the rest of her stuff out. My brain kinda BSOD'd at that. It's too little too late to clean. I just want her to get her shit and get out.
Now today is the day I got my gas turned back on, (happened in the middle of typing this up, hooray!) and also when the roommate said she'd be fully moved out by. Now it's not gonna happen until this week, though I told her, that no matter what, I am getting the keys from her today. She came by around noon and filled up one load and says she's currently on her way for another, but I'm leaving at 3, and when that happens, she's gotta get out too since I'll be taking her keys with me.
I'm not gonna get any money that she owes me for back rent, though she said she'd give me something today, about 100 or so, but I'm not holding my breath for that. I don't care that I got burned out on money. I really don't. I've had many folks help me out when times have been tough, so passing on the kindness others have shown to me is not a big deal. I'm pissed that I had to deal with a child essentially who absolutely refused to communicate and let me know things about the gas bill, or capable of getting off of her laptop and off her lazy ass and doing something around the house.
And of course, my roommate search is going nowhere and making ends meet is going to be super tough, but doable. Painful, but doable. It'll be a ramen kinda time, but I'll manage until I can get someone to move in, hopefully.
That is to say, I wish she would get her shit and get the hell out.
Last October, my current roommate and I were living together in a different place with friends of ours who were a couple, but they had screwed us over on not paying the rent and other things (The lease was in their name and the landlord didn't/wouldn't talk to us.) So I found a place. Another friend of mine owns a two family house and the apartment upstairs was going to be free. I decided I would take current roomie and move in to our current apartment.
Now at the time I wasn't working, I had worked out a deal both at the previous and current place with the people I lived with that I would keep the house clean, doing all the chores with the exception of the others laundry, and help with food from time to time (I was on food stamps, but had a bit extra since I'm a frugal food spender.) With the current place, any time I did any odd jobs I would put any extra money I had after my phone bill and assorted necessary items towards the rent, which was always fairly close to what my half of the rent was.
By December I was working, and so was the current roommate, so we switched off on chores, which worked for a little while, but then my roommate up and quit her temp position, and I was between temp gigs for about a week and a half, but I made due with scraping up rent through odd jobs. Then right after the new year, I got a long term gig, but roomie wasn't cleaning unless I'd specifically ask her to do something.
Then we were both working again at long term gigs, Hooray! But we weren't splitting the cleaning evenly. Again, unless I'd ask, and then it turned into unless I nagged, she wouldn't clean. And even then, she didn't really know how to wash dishes. I think she may be allergic to hot water or something, because NOTHING would ever be clean. food still stuck to things, everything was SUPER greasy. Like you lived on your own for over a year out of state away from family, how have you not learned how to do these simple things and be a functional adult?
Around the end of April she wasn't getting any temp gigs, though I wasn't sure if it was because she wasn't calling or what at the time. So I told her, pretty much the same deal as me when I wasn't working. Clean the house, but pay the gas bill instead of providing food as the gas bill was in her name and relatively cheap. My house got more and more cluttered. Dishes being left piled in the sink, floors not being swept or mopped.
In June, I gave her two weeks to get the house in immaculate condition. A regular spring cleaning if you will. She left it to the last possible minute and then didn't do a thorough cleaning. I told her what needed to be done, and to keep up with it now until she got a job. Then the gas got shut off. She didn't tell me, I had to find out for myself when I went to go shower. After having grown up fairly poor, I know that the utility companies do a three month kinda thing before shutting you off. I was LIVID. I told her she was allowed one shut off, and that was her one, if it happened again, she was getting tossed out on her ass. Also, if she was that stuck on not being able to pay, to let me know, I would do what I could to help, but she had to communicate with me.
In the middle of July, she came to me and said that it would probably be best if she moved out and in with her parents if we were going to remain friends. I agreed wholeheartedly as I was becoming a mothering nagging monster and I hated being that person, but felt as if I had no other choice when reasonable requests, and being angry got me nowhere, neither did the nagging to be honest, but jesus fucking christ, I was at my wits end with her. We agreed that she could stay until the middle of September. I'm going on vacation at the end of this month and don't want to deal with doing a roommate switch while I was out of state and it would give me time to try and find a roommate.
Which would have been awesome, had the gas not get shut off again, and this time I hadn't been home really except to sleep for about a week, so I have no clue how long it's been like this. And of course, I was about to go shower, again. Ended up going to her room and bang on the door to tell her she needed to start packing and getting her crap out of my apartment.
She then fled to her parents and has been sleeping there. Has only come back a couple of times, and I've had to chase her down for the most part to figure out when she's coming by the get her things and it's been like pulling teeth. She told me Thursday? Friday? that she wanted to come over Saturday to clean before getting the rest of her stuff out. My brain kinda BSOD'd at that. It's too little too late to clean. I just want her to get her shit and get out.
Now today is the day I got my gas turned back on, (happened in the middle of typing this up, hooray!) and also when the roommate said she'd be fully moved out by. Now it's not gonna happen until this week, though I told her, that no matter what, I am getting the keys from her today. She came by around noon and filled up one load and says she's currently on her way for another, but I'm leaving at 3, and when that happens, she's gotta get out too since I'll be taking her keys with me.
I'm not gonna get any money that she owes me for back rent, though she said she'd give me something today, about 100 or so, but I'm not holding my breath for that. I don't care that I got burned out on money. I really don't. I've had many folks help me out when times have been tough, so passing on the kindness others have shown to me is not a big deal. I'm pissed that I had to deal with a child essentially who absolutely refused to communicate and let me know things about the gas bill, or capable of getting off of her laptop and off her lazy ass and doing something around the house.
And of course, my roommate search is going nowhere and making ends meet is going to be super tough, but doable. Painful, but doable. It'll be a ramen kinda time, but I'll manage until I can get someone to move in, hopefully.
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