Failed Experiments In Housesharing.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

I won't have to explain why rape jokes aren't cool, I won't be scared of a larger person yelling at me/ not understanding of my mental health stuff/ having had a history of putting knives to their partner's throat and, there'll be a level at which I can relax and Payne by extension won't feel like a referee.

Those are all big plusses.

What MIGHT be a concern, though, is this:  fellow members of a cause compete.  They also fall out over trivial differences in their interpretation of the cause.

Doesn't matter what the cause is, either.

But I agree that you are 169% ahead of the prior situation.

[Pope Pixie Pickle]

I won't have to explain why rape jokes aren't cool, I won't be scared of a larger person yelling at me/ not understanding of my mental health stuff/ having had a history of putting knives to their partner's throat and, there'll be a level at which I can relax and Payne by extension won't feel like a referee.

Those are all big plusses.

What MIGHT be a concern, though, is this:  fellow members of a cause compete.  They also fall out over trivial differences in their interpretation of the cause.

Doesn't matter what the cause is, either.

But I agree that you are 169% ahead of the prior situation.

Yup. And that will in turn make it possible for me to concentrate on actually getting this whole finding a job thing, and I can stop feeling like a waste of air and space, and start saving for a pension and such shit.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

I'm pulling for you, Pixie!

[Pope Pixie Pickle]

I'm pulling for you, Pixie!

honestly, it's been so long since I had a situation where either outcome is a vast improvement on the current one that i'm waiting for *something* to go tits up.

It's like I've forgotten not-stressed even exists.

[Pope Pixie Pickle]

 

The gf has left housemate. the gf allegedly cleared out his bank account and ran off with another dude.

no.1 and no.3 aren't shit I can really be mad about. 2 was not on, really (if of course feedtube is not being a lying bastard)

A contrite housemate calls us and says he;'s going to come over and talk to us tonight and Payne stressed that we need advance notice or imma freak out. I got woken up by his key in the lock whilst Payne is out at work and promptly went into meltdown and am hiding in my room. and he fails to understand that if I'm sprung with surprises and lack of communication on any changes of plan I will freak out.. he's still moving out. this is non negotiable. We need to get him back to his mothers somehow, and if that means sticking him on a coach for 40 quid then hey fucking ho, that's how it's going down.

Potential new landlord hasn't checked a single bloody reference. I'll find out more about that tomorrow.

Potential housemate has all their moving costs sorted out  but works a while away from here. Not impossible with public transport, and apparently will still cost less than they are paying now.

More news later!

[Pope Pixie Pickle]

I'm also fuckign knackered because stress is fucking with my sleeeeep

[Q. G. Pennyworth]

It sounds like you may need an emergency chocolate shipment 

[Pope Pixie Pickle]

MOAR DRAMA!

Shit head disappeared at some point, and my mates from my Monday Night game, the lovely husband and wife team come over to keep me company and make sure I wasn't alone with the fuck.  Apparently his daughter has been taken into the care of the local authority, and is in temporary foster care. He was banned from contacting his ex or else babby would get taken into care.

he speaks to Social services, and mentions that his ex was in a women's refuge. I a this point, leave the room because this is the first time I've officially heard from anyone (despite knowing the skinny a while back) it and I didn't want to be in the same room as him. I let him finish his conversation and Payne starts speaking about the tenancy here.

I wander back into the lounge and something in my brain decides it's time to get candid.

I tell him from the first few days after he moved in when i heard that there was this problem with Social Services that I instantly knew I was going to regret this, and his inability to keep us updated about money and anything, really was fucking with my head. I then start on the business of the refuge, and he denies being an abuser, and I LOSE IT. surprisingly, in a somewhat controlled manner. i tell him my Mum was in a refuge and my dad used to kick the living shit out of her, that as an active feminist THIS SHIT IS WHAT I FUCKING KNOW, and that refuges DO NOT just take people for frivolous reasons, and that his bullshit was exactly that. Bullshit.

I'm going to stay at a friends house on the weekdays and come back on the weekends when payne is here because I am not staying in the house with an abuser, and I need to contact (the quite firm option) potential new housemate as we didn't get the 2 bedroom place we were looking at. he's signed paperwork to say that he is leaving so the tenancy can be changed.

[Pope Pixie Pickle]

Oh. apparently he had no money to call or warn us he was coming back but had money to buy 2 cans of beer.

fucking selfish man-child.