Thursday, June 20, 2019

6/20/19 How Does One Tell Between Careless and F*ck You?

    I keep getting push back from having people living with us, namely Girlie and her BF.  We could easily add Boy's GF to the mix, although everyone will see that as different.  The problem comes in the little things.  For example, the Girlie's BF had a bad habit of leaving the door unlocked during the day.  It took three or four conversations plus a few more with Girlie asking if he was slow before he seemed to get it that we prefer the doors locked at all times.  I know this could easily be taken as a "he must be doing it as a sign of disrespect."  I just think if you come from a place where you don't normally lock the doors, maybe you don't even run the A/C all the time so even the windows are left open, that it is just something new the person has to learn.
    Another one building up is the dishes.  They tend to eat in their room, again, I don't really like it, but I get that they want some privacy, but that means that every couple days they bring down a glass with 4-5 forks and spoons and they don't immediately wash them all the time.  Wife demands any and all dishes be washed "right now"!  I agree but this could easily be a battle we have with any of the humans in the house.  If I walk into Javalina's room right now, there are a good 5-10 glasses with varying amounts of mostly water but some might have soda or tea.  Boy is actually the worst.  He has a table in his room and it is normal for him to leave Wendy's packaging or whatever meal they had recently and both him and his GF have a pact with Jesus that they will never finish a meal, so there is always food laying around.  I could battle with the boys and then our tenants, but wow, to carry a torch for every little thing gets tiring.  I prefer the slow winds of change.
    Since moving in, I have assigned Girlie's BF with vacuuming and he agreed to it, at least once a week, preferably on Thursday or Friday before Wife shows up.  He is also to go out and pick up dog pooh before we cut the grass so as not to stink up the mower.  There was a mess with oil and we started cleaning it up.  I address things slowly.  I don't exactly want people that are supposed to be living there by everyone's agreement to feel like they are going to constantly feel attacked.  If done right, this could be a cash cow for a good long while, and while Wife is not living up here, it isn't like we are living like a family.  Prior to them moving in it felt like 3 dudes living together until the weekend when Wife arrives.

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