Me: late 40's
I'm not roommate material, I get it and am okay with it.
To recap, my brother and SIL moved in with me, in our mom's house in January.
No rules or boundaries talked about before hand. and it's been uncomfortable at best since.
They have pretty much taken over the house, I feel pretty lucky to having them let us (my son and I) live here.
My SIL is an alcoholic. This is very trying because she hides her booze and then every once in awhile, I never know when, she beats up on my brother. Then comes the next day and all is good between them. It's just something they do, it's their life, they accept it, it's been going on for years and I don't see any change in the future.
My nephew moved in with us a few weeks ago. I was literally told 2 hours before they brought him here. He's a sweet kid, 23, but doesn't work, tests positive for drugs and got kicked out of the house he was renting a room from. Who does that?
After the last episode of my SIL beating on my brother, I have called our realtor to come tell us what we need to do to the house to put it on the market.
I feel like I'm stuck and need this house in ready to sell condition. I'm done.
We've been going back and forth rather passive aggressively about the windows being left open at night. They leave them open when they go to bed, I close them when I go to bed. Tonight they're like "the windows need to stay open."
I'm not okay with that. Our neighborhood is "safe" but it only takes one person looking for an opportunity and I don't want to be that opportunity. I went with the majority and now the windows will be left open at night to cool the house and closed during the day to keep the house cool and not run the air.
I voted to run the air at night but...
I've asked them to turn off the lights they leave on ALL THE TIME, they called me Dad and continue to leave them on.
They have their stuff all over the kitchen countertops. Mail, cans to recycle. I keep my mail in my room, it's my personal mail, doesn't belong in the common area.
My brother has the sprinklers going on about everyday that I can tell. Different times of course. I mentioned to him that CA is in a drought, (he knew) but our yard looks pretty darn good.
I know nobody can fix this but I don't know how either. I'm miserable.
[This message edited by really trying at 2:09 AM, May 15th (Thursday)]
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