You two need to calm the F down. A man only needs a day or two to pack, that's the way it's always been.
I think they're calm, it's myself and a few of the rest of us that are worrywarts.
Still no packing.
He was working all day in the front room (shirt off, facing the door front door so I had to say something to him every time I walked through it - which was often). I think he is preparing for his conference. I had to flee the house last night after he made the kitchen into a steam bath and sat in it eating pizza with no shirt and a sweaty hairy back glistening at the table. Ugh.
Things I Will Not Miss:
1. The soaking speedo in the bathroom sink (with no soap).
2. The hanging speedo which I try not to see, but which hangs in front of my eyes every time I take a shower.
3. Hair alllllll the fjck over the bathroom.
3. His unclothed self.
4. The waste of time every conversation with him seems to be.
Take Home Thoughts:
1. This experience really drives home the point that it's hard to know what you're going to get based on a few conversations.
2. Sometimes clear and concise doesn't make enough of a difference.
(we thought of more last night, but I can't recall what they were)
Slappy Doo Hoo wrote:You two need to calm the F down. A man only needs a day or two to pack, that's the way it's always been.
a normal guy, sure. but this one was unpacking for two months. and i presume he'll pack the same stuff he unpacked - including kitchen utensils, ice cube trays and tupperwear all of which he shipped here from australia. But knowing that he has a concrete set date for the pickup of his stuff- in 5 days - makes me unworried. only puzzled, how he wants to pack all that stuff into boxes, especially since he also has plenty of items that need wrapping in newspaper or bubblewrap- glasses, spices, electronics....but as long as he doesn't do that in the middle of the night, i don't care if he's packing standing on his head and paddling with his ears.
Wanna bet on the middle of the night?
He just finished making pancakes. Maybe for the last time.
and when he does get annoying....like right now with his neverending stinky pancakes, i blast music in my room, which is right off the kitchen. no idea if that phases him any, but i don't care. it makes me calm, and helps him to get the hell out of the kitchen quicker....if not the smell. yuck. and there it is again, the nauseating sweet smell of burning butter.
OK, so what I will not miss:
1) nauseating sweet smell of burning butter every weekend morning
2) the cringing whenenever i open the door to leave my room, hoping i won't run into him
3) his dishes sitting in water (he doesn't turn them upside down) next to the sink always...and the pizza left on the counter overnight...and dirty pizza plate for another day or so after he had pizza
4) his voice, huffing and puffing. (yuck).... and his talking to himself and cursing while we're watching a movie in the living room (right off the kitchen, no door)
5) his tightie whities
Lessons learned:
1) When anyone says "I guarantee to be fascinating" - run and don't look back
2) When someone cannot communicate in a two-way manner (that is, cannot register what you are saying and is not interested in it either because of having his own agenda), it is a waste of time. It is hell living with such an individual. Avoid, if possible.
3) When things get bad within the first two months of co-habitation, abort. You cannot solve all the problems in the world. Some are solved by the removal of some elements, in this case of HM#3.
littlek wrote:Take Home Thoughts:
1. This experience really drives home the point that it's hard to know what you're going to get based on a few conversations.
2. Sometimes clear and concise doesn't make enough of a difference.
So true. I tell everyone I rent to, they HAVE to be clean, don't leave dishes in the sink, clean up after themselves, ect. Then the girls downstairs ask the douchebag to move out, and he says, "you can't make me do that," and is still a messy dick. I guess technically I could kick him out for paying his rent late(even by a day), but that would be too big a process/headache, just to appease the chicks.
ossobuco wrote:Yes, and there is a pickup for his stuff, I think I read.
I'm having a flashback to visiting l'k just before dag moved in with her - and the living room being full of boxes belonging to the previous roomie - and some kind of thing about having to be available when the pick-up people were coming - as the previous roomie was already gone.
littlek wrote:He just finished making pancakes. Maybe for the last time.
littlek has a virtually inexhaustible supply of sig lines.
ehBeth wrote:ossobuco wrote:Yes, and there is a pickup for his stuff, I think I read.
I'm having a flashback to visiting l'k just before dag moved in with her - and the living room being full of boxes belonging to the previous roomie - and some kind of thing about having to be available when the pick-up people were coming - as the previous roomie was already gone.
yep, but HM#3 DOES have a pickup arranged on the 10th. I don't think he would leave anything here to us, the arch enemies, or depend on our favors. But we'll see. As long as he's gone. The rest is resolvable.
gustavratzenhofer wrote:littlek wrote:He just finished making pancakes. Maybe for the last time.
littlek has a virtually inexhaustible supply of sig lines.
It's the antihystamines!
He still hasn't started packing.
any news? did he come back yet? did you talk to him? should i email him? i'd be happy to email him that I (or we) are concerned about him not having started packing yet and that we want to avoid allnighters as we have to get up and work in the morning...cause if we don't tell him now, we won't be able to say anything later. eh?
He's here, I haven't spoken to him. I still dunno if it's my place to say anything. You and I both know that I'll sleep through most anything. I'll support you if you want to say something.
He left his whole stack of slides out - the ones he was working on or with all day yesterday. They're on the dinning room table. I hope they aren't too valuable, I'd hate for something wet to happen to them.
I think he's started packing!
It seems I was premature, or optimistic. I just asked, as he keeps coming in to offer me things (discount at filene's basement, map of NYC). "So, you're starting to pack, then?"
Nope. He's just preparing to pack. He says this week will be chaotic. Sounds like he's not working at MIT after monday (he's moving his office stuff then). So, D, he'll be around all day all week! Whheeee! I did tell him that we had started packing 2-3 weeks in advance and still hadn't left ourselves enough time. He looked bewildered. I mean, didn't he just move last year?
Eh, it'll prolly be ok.
I could pack all my **** in a long night, with time for pizza and beer. It's not so much a question of quantity as value. If you don't care if you lose it, moving it's not a big deal.
But, then, I don't value kitchen gadgets or the like.
I actually yearn for times past when I could pack all my worldly goods into the boot of my car.
If we were to split all the stuff into what I wanted and what the wife wanted, I probably still could get it in the back of the car.
It's not a small car, but it's not much bigger than the truck I drove a decade ago, either.
