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Apartment and Life Update

17 Jun

Sorry I have been so absent lately. Illness, moving, inability to blog from work (duh) and closing on a house sale all lend themselves to a perfect storm of non-blogging.

Work has been kicking my butt the past few weeks with competing tasks all due RIGHT NOW. My boss is out of the country and called to chew my ass out for something yesterday. Then he called back 10 minutes later to repeat himself in case I didn’t get it the first time. He was wrong; I was right. Good thing the man is a few thousand miles away right now. Grrr.

Yes, I am fully moved into the new place. Not fully unpacked but getting there. And I found roommates. Yes, roommates. I was looking for one, but I ended up with a couple and their cute 7 year-old daughter. No signs of crazy so far, woot! And the wife bakes. Danger, Will Robinson!!! The man is a general contractor and the woman is an accountant. They have just moved to town and were looking for a short-term lease while he restarts his business and they sell their house out of state. It will be very handy to have him around to help with the house repairs and to do all the icky yard work I wasn’t looking forward to handling (he’s already taken that on like a champ!) :-) Sounds crowded but so far so good. They are very laid back and nice. Their daughter and Pumpkinhead are having fun. Sure, there’s some fighting/competition but nothing the parents can’t handle. I’m also considering switching to the same daycare so I can do dropoff and they can do pickup, which would be a huge help for me.

Speaking of daycare… GRR. Chapin wanted me to use the wife of one of his coworkers. She wants $125/week (actually she wanted $150). She reports to Chapin on EVERYTHING and then I get a call. For example, as soon as I drop off, I get a call asking why I dropped him off so early/late. Or why he wasn’t wearing socks (he refused and I finally stopped fighting). Or why he was in a grouchy mood. For Pete’s Sake!!!! I’m about ready to throttle Chapin.

Closing on the house sale didn’t help. I had to take $6,100 to closing. Yep. No help from Chapin. No discount from the real estate agent who has now received THREE commissions from us in the past three years (purchase, rental and now sale). I’m totally tapped out. Argh.

On a sad note, Shirley the Cool Cat is missing. :( She has a new collar with her name, number and address so I’m hoping she will show up. But it’s two days and counting. I am so sad. Pumpkinhead has also started to ask for her. I am praying nothing bad has happened to her. Oh boy.

This weekend I have to go down to my parents’ house and clean up. They have been calling regularly to find out when I will be doing so. Lovely… I told them this weekend because I’m going to see Blue Eyes on Saturday morning to pick up a bed I’d given him and a washer/dryer set he said I could have (no, not weird – this all came about when I went to pick up the chainsaw and weed whacker I’d left in his garage. And he still owes me money. And we’re both in good/happy places in our lives right now so all is good.)

Speaking which, have I mentioned that I love Mr. V? ;-) Oh yeah!! I’ll love him even more if he follows through and gets me some of these. Tee-hee.

 

Passive-Aggressive Hell

02 Jun

I am living in it. Grrr. My mother is driving me crazy. She is refusing to help me bathe Pumpkinhead one minute so I can work on the mountains of stuff I brought home from work and begging for hugs the next. She has apparently also decided that EVERYTHING in her house MUST go. She does not want any of Pumpkinhead’s toys or books here. She says 45 minutes around the beltway is just too far and she will never see him. Umm… okay. She said she won’t drive that far. I told her we’d come see her and she said, “No, I have things to do. You’ll need to call first.” Okay…

In the meantime, my Dad is still looking for work. There’s talk of assignments in exotic Nigeria (4-5 weeks on/4-5 weeks off), South Africa, Spain, etc. We will see… Hard to know with him and his mental illness what is an actual lead and what is him spinning a possibility into an exaggerated reality.

Crazy Roomie has finally moved completely out. But she has not cleaned. And the house is a disaster. She was in there for TEN DAYS. Red soda stains on the carpet. Kitty litter all over the floor in the bathroom and hallway. Her kids’ pee and poo all over the toilet seats and floor in both bathrooms. :evil: Seriously gross. The stained carpet is horrible and will require professional cleaning. Mr. V is also going to hire a service to deep clean the house. Nasty! First he and roomie are doing a walk-through today before she gives him back the keys (and he races to change the locks). We’ll see if she shows even a twinge of shame as she surveys her mess. Ick.

Then there is Big Ass Truck. Bitch (and I don’t use that word lightly) left pink nailpolish all over the front seat and inside the middle console. Then she ripped the leather on the middle console and left the backseat littered with popcorn, french fries, sticky soda, etc. Grrrrr. BITCH!!!! :evil:
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Pumpkinhead finishes school on Friday and then I need to start moving the rest of my stuff out. Want to paint his room and the kitchen before I get too settled so I have a LOT to tackle this weekend!!

 

Kaboom!

26 May

Well today sucked. Buried my favorite aunt, threw up all morning and had to listen to Crazy Roomie bitch me out starting at 8 a.m.

Last night I sent Crazy Roomie a standard sublease agreement. Had the standard provisions about rent payment (due on 1st, late fee if after 5th); utilities (1/3), etc. It also had a rules section with provisions about the shared use of common areas and a clause about my need for access to the bathroom I share with four (4!!) kids from 6:30 – 7:30 a.m. weekdays so I can get ready for work (because I had problems with a past roommate). I promised to try to keep my child off of her computer (located in living room) and asked her to keep her kids off mine (located in my bedroom). Most importantly, because we both have children under six, I put a clause that NEITHER of us would have overnight guests without informing the other. I think that is perfectly normal and fair. All seemed very standard and usual to me.

She FREAKED. Wanted to know why we needed an agreement at all. Then proceeded to say that Mr. V’s visit to the house yesterday to drop off the Lowes and Home Depot receipts she had asked for meant he was spying on her and to tell me he isn’t allowed over without 24 hours notice. :shock: Then she started to say, “Doesn’t he know that the awning outside is practically falling over? I don’t even have to pay rent. I could just take him to court over all of this and make him wait.” Then she said that she tripped over a place where the carpet is raised and almost broke her leg and “his parents should watch out because the house has so many problems that could hurt people.” So of course I warned Mr. V of the potential for litigation because she’s already talking that way. The reality is that there is very little wrong with the house except that it is old. The awning isn’t broken. It has a few loose nails that need mending.

Mr. V had a whole list and Crazy Roomie wasn’t supposed to move in until June 1 to give him time to fix them. But she not only started moving her stuff (which was allowed) but also moved her kids in. I found one of them in my room spilling a Dr. Pepper on the floor. Her youngest races around the house on his trike and scrapes the cabinets. The oldest slams doors and sticks marshmallows on my wood dining room table. Argh. They are nightmares. :(

So I called Mr. V and we had a heart-to-heart. I told him I cannot live with that kind of stress and that I would move but he would have to not give me shit about the neighborhood I could afford. He talked to his sister and decided that the better choice would be to have Crazy Roomie move out. They have not signed a lease yet. I will take on the full rent and try to find a roommate to rent the second half of the house (Master Bedroom with bathroom and large walk-in closets). So now we just have to see how Crazy Roomie reacts…

Have I mentioned lately how much I adore Mr. V? Still, I hate, hate, hate that it worked out this way, that he has been stuck in the middle, etc. This was a great idea in theory but in reality the woman is nuts, her kids are nuts and the whole situation is insane!

Keep me and Pumpkinhead (and poor, stressed Mr. V and his parents) in your thoughts and prayers as we try to work this all out. Ugh…

 

Mini Drama Update

26 May

This weekend was crazy. Moved a 24′ truck full of furniture to the new place. Only to find out what was suspected was true. New Roomie is a complete nutjob. She had a complete crying breakdown over a miscommunication and told me that it is obvious her friendship means nothing to me. Huh? What? Do I even know her yet?!?!? Then she told her oldest son to stop making every day the worst day of her life. :shock: :shock: :shock: And her oldest son (12), as sad as I feel for him, is a real shit. In her business, in my business and generally mean to his brothers and my child. I spent the whole weekend anxious, stressed and generally losing my mind. And don’t even get me started on the movers who scratched all my furniture, bent my fridge plug and scratched New Roomie’s antique desk (yes, she lost it – I had warned her it was in the way, though…).

Sooo… since I am low on funds and have already paid my June rent and another $400 in moving costs, I am stuck. But I can control this. So first Mr. V and I explored other options. We decided the best choice was for me to stay put for the summer while I figure out what to do next. In the meantime, I called Chapin. He offered to pay extra for childcare this summer, if necessary. He also gave me the name of one of his coworkers’ wives who has an in-home daycare. She is from Guatemala, prepares homecooked meals for the kids she watches and does a lot of activities with them. I’m going to visit her tomorrow evening after my Aunt’s funeral to see the house and check her out but I think it sounds great. If she doesn’t work out, the extra money from Chapin should help me cover the cost of the YMCA or another local facility. If I can do in-home, then I can afford a few specialty camps this summer as well.

Anyway, the idea is that I will spend June – August at her house and in the meantime be looking at other options and seeing how it goes. I cannot stay there but if I know it is temporary, that makes it easier. There are apartments and potentially other rental houses or even women with kids looking for a shared situation. I just cannot have my kid stay home daily with kids who are so badly behaved. Their breakfast this morning consisted of marshmallows, soda, cookies and popcorn. :shock: My son had Mac & Cheese and a yogurt (the cooktop is broken so I couldn’t make eggs). Now to figure out how to tell her in a kind way that I will be taking my daycare money and spending it elsewhere…

P.S. I arrived at my Aunt’s wake tonight and my mother’s first sentence was, “You know you still have a ton of crap in my house, right?” :evil: Mind you I am not officially moving out for two more weeks… Sigh.