“The road to hell is paved with good intentions.”
It’s hell to live with someone who doesn’t respect your space, who uses your things without permission, who eats your food, who doesn’t pay the bills, who has a different routine than you. Or, even more simply, someone you just don’t like.
One route to this hellacious situation is when you end up with a housemate who is your housemate’s friend, family, or significant other.
“That solves our problem,” you exclaim when your housemate tells you about this great guy she knows who needs a place to live. “Sure,” you say, when your fabulous housemate tells you his cousin needs a place to stay when he moves to your town. “Congrats!” you enthuse when your glowing housemate confides in you about her new boyfriend currently asleep in her bed. [click to continue…]
