So for the past ten months I've lived with a socially awkward, insensitive nut job.
So there is about 40 days till we move. I Know this, because I'm a silly kid and put some happy countdowns on my phone - because I'm OCD and it happened to be that I am counting down four different events right now they occupy the perfect amount of space and I'm gleeful. After months of having a non-functioning stove, repair issues basically ignored since we moved in, and hearing fights every other night right by our car (and having a car actually explode, for reasons they will not release!) we are moving out of this crappy, run down complex into a beautiful community.
My favorite part about the move? Well, I can't decide really. It's between walking through my apartment without a bra / shirt on when I damn well feel like it, because I damn well can and getting the hell away from my boyfriends' roommate.
That said, it's really all depending on if Evan doesn't move with us. We offered him a couple months since we're changing the lease he was expecting - if we hadn't broken this one**, it would expire on July 31. Since we're moving May 29th, I think two months is more than enough time. But on the same hand, we told him about the lease break + moving + talked about it with him before we went ahead with anything back in the start of March, the first time we went to see the new apartment. He's had time to handle things, but I don't think he has.
A big reason in my head is that Matt doesn't make him pay rent / utilities / any share of the bills - up until I moved in he wasn't even covering groceries and Matt would buy his food all the time. Like, eating out or delivery good, not just groceries. I don't agree with the situation, because I feel like Evan is taking advantage of Matt....and yeah. I know I'm being a hypocrite really. He is supporting me presently, but it's only between jobs while I'm starting back into school. Once that settles, my routine is down, I'll be good to go again. Not years of him paying for me. Matt moved him here from Detroit, and he hasn't paid a dime of rent in the two years he's been here.
Evan is also the epitome of socially awkward and I hate living with him. He asked me once, flat out bluntly, 'Do you guys ever have sex? because I never hear you guys, and I was just wondering!' like it's okay to talk like that. I've got girls I'll talk that way with (okay, really only one I can think of off the top of my head, ;3) and I can't really ever see myself talking about it with a guy. It's just weird. He was also bringing a girl here to sleep with for a few months, and was aware that she was married and knew my previous issues with infidelity in my partner (we were together six years, he cheated with about 15 different women I found out after the fact - including a sexual assault of a mutual friend) and how uncomfortable that made me feel. He cornered me outside coming home from work one day and basically said 'Well, it's his own fault that she's not happy and she uses me to be happy.' I could have killed him. No, it isn't his fault and I bet that he didn't know - you are just a terrible excuse for a human for helping her to hurt someone else.
And, my most hated part of living with him.....he NEVER does the dishes. He always cooks shit, leaves the pots / pans / utensils piled in the sink, and will not clean them. I think he's ran the dishwasher twice in the ten months we've lived here. He cooks stuff in a giant crock pot and then will put it straight into the fridge still hot, where it affects all the food around it. I've thrown out meat, eggs, leftovers - tons of money because of him. And he's a food snob. I frequently will marinate chicken and use it to grill or even wrap in other things. I made these amazing bacon chicken wraps with cubed chicken and he took one look at it with his nose crinkled and said 'Why'd you ruin that chicken?' he will not eat pork, red meat, or dairy, and it's not because of a religion, it's because he's afraid of natural hormones.
He also treats our animals like shit. He will pull the cats' tails, thrown them onto couches / furniture, throw them across the floor and claims 'Look how much they like it!' Yes, the cats will return to him after this but that's because our pets are rescued and they don't understand that not all attention is good attention. My dog, who is all of 15 lbs, spent months of submissively peeing when he entered the house, and she still hides when he comes home. He is rough with them, constantly calls them retarded, and wails about how disgusting animals are and how he hates living with them and how it wasn't his choice to do so. He also berates Hazel (my dog) for how submissively she acts by standing over her, yelling down at her. He's also kicked out at her, and when I called him on it he said "Its how you tell them to go away!' no, you do that by ignoring them and they will realize from body language that you want nothing to do with them at the time. He brings people over unnanounced and then will yell at Hazel when she barks at them - yelling doesn't fix barking, it's basically barking with them. If I'm told people are coming over, I crate her with a filled kong so she's got a distraction. When I witness these things and try and tell him that he is only furthering the problems with the pets, he says that it isn't him, his rottie did fine and he was just like that with him - it's the pets, not him of course! Having an English Mastiff I raised with my parents I handle the 150 lb dog differently than the dog a tenth of her size. You must realize this when handling pets it's on a case by case basis, and every dog needs adjusting in the way you handle them if you want any sort of a positive relationship.
He's a pain in the ass to be around and live with, and I'll be glad when it's done. I'm hoping that it's also in 40 days.
In writing this, I think I decided....free bewb time will be great, but getting away from him will be so much better.
** A note about the lease break! We did this legally by the books. Kept months of request orders copied and signed by both the office and us, backed it with pictures, and eventually once we'd found a reputable apartment complex and talked to them for about three weeks, took it to the owner. We were released from the lease without penalty.