Not one, but two. In certain cases two can be better than one. Eyes, ears, bathrooms, pant legs, shoes, earrings, scoops of ice cream. In this case, however two is not better than one.
Roommates. That’s what I’m referring to. Our two roommates moved in this past week. Alice & Mei. It’s been an interesting week.
I’m already so fed up I’m ready to move out. Like on the street if I have to. Which might be what’s going to need to happen. Let’s get a rundown of what all has happened so far to drive me to wanting to rip my hair out.
A little background info is in order. J-Bird & I live in one side of the house, the downstairs is mostly a sitting/living room area for us, then we have the upstairs portion of the house as well which includes our art room, bedroom & guest room. We share the kitchen & basement with the roommates. They live in the backside of the house.
First, Mei cleaned out the microwave. I don’t know why, but this really bothered me. Microwaves are supposed to be dirty. Duh. You explode your food in them. That’s just how it happens.
She also only eats organic food. Psh. Who can afford that? Organic mustard? What the hell is that?
Alice put her food in our cabinets in the kitchen even though there’s empty space right below those cabinets. I don’t like it when my food mingles with my roommate’s food. Not cool. She also put her pots & pans with ours. Again…we left cabinets empty specifically for her to use. Maybe she’s blind.
But here’s the icing on the cake. This evening I’m upstairs writing this blog post when J-Bird comes upstairs with his angry face on. She’s in our side of the house, he grumbled. Raised eyebrows I reply with, What do you mean? Like she crossed over? Like stepped to our side? He sighed. Yea, Alice came in, sat down on our couch with her cell phone, and said hello to me. Confused, I stared for a second before saying, What do we do? Do we kick her out? Let her stay? Make her pay our rent? He shrugged.
As of right now, she headed back to “her side”, but she left a book & cell phone on “our side”. Apparently she doesn’t know the difference though. Looks like there’s about to be a throw-down in the Amityville house this fine evening.