Roommate Drama
I really hate the fact that I have to have my sister and my nephew live with me. It’s bad enough that my sister is the world’s biggest slob and is so fricken lazy but her 14 yr old son and my 7 yr old bicker like brothers. I have resorted to spending any moment at home closed in my bedroom and sit here at my desk.
Over the new year’s holiday, I have enjoyed being home alone. My son went with his dad for 4 days and my sister and nephew stayed with my parents for the holidays. I was completely alone. I was staying up until 1 am every night and playing video games, eating nachos and drinking coffee to my heart’s content. I was showering at 10 pm without a worry of anyone seeing my naked figure walk past my master bedroom dooor left wide open. There was no one to blame for the dishes in the sink but me. It got really lonely at night. I admit, I was pretty freaked out going to bed in an empty quit house every night but at the same time I enjoyed it.
Its made me realize how much I really do miss living alone in my house with just my son and I.
So, my sister returned early this afternoon and once she does we watch TV together a bit and then she starts doing stuff upstairs and my nephew asks to boorow my toilet plunger. I say “again?” He responds with “Yea”. So he takes it and I mention to him to fix the toilet downstairs he clogged up about 7 days ago. I had been pestering him all the days he was here to unclog it and he would continuously ignore me. I would even mention to her “hey, XXXX needs to fix the toilet downstairs” and she would never respond to me. I got sick of telling her adn I am sure she got sick of me pestering her. But did she tell him to do it? No. So he took off to his dad’s for Christmas Eve and I left out of town Christmas Eve, came home 4 days later and the toilet is still clogged and there were dishes filled up in both sides of the sink.
There was no way I was gonna touch that toilet when she needed to either hire a damn plumber or do it herself. It’s not my mess and its not my kid’s mess. Instead we get into a heated argument and she starts screaming about how dare I leave it there for a week and how we are all responsible for one another’s messes. I do not agree with that at all. because of her stupid idea of making skateboard wax, I haven’t been able to sit at my own kitchen table with my son for nearly 6 months because all of her wax crap was scattered all over it. She thinks her son is the one doing the dishes when I load and unload the dishwasher 70% of the time. My garage is filled with bins of drty laundry of hers that is blocking the pathway to the washer and dryer and not to mentioned there are at least 100 loose maxi pads floating around the washer, dryer, and laundry area at any given time because she is too damn lazy to dispose her dirty pantyliners in the garbage like any civilized person would do before putting their underwear in the laundry!
I cannot wait for me to earn enough money to afford this mortgage alone so I can kick her out. I can’t take this anymore! the worst part is that I don’t have DE to talk to because he is still in Japan. AAAHHhhh!
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