I might have a new roommate. I interviewed some guy this morning. He’s 50 but looks younger. He seems alright.
He walked up with his mother/caregiver and my first impression was that my heart sunk a little. He looked like a Hell’s Angel or something; all dressed in black but looks were deceiving and I breathed a sigh of relief after he was here a few minutes. He just speaks normally, he’s not trying to act tough or be intimidating.
He turned out to be a mellow, alright guy. His mom was tougher though, she was very forceful and when she said we should get rid of the desk in the living room (which I’ve always liked) and I balked, I could tell she was not used to hearing no. The desk stays, just for the principle of the thing.
Yeah, she tended to dominate him and it almost made me a little uncomfortable, I felt like putting my two cents in and sticking up for him but even though he’s mellow I could tell he’s been around and so I kept quiet.
But I think I screwed myself. His mother kept bringing up his business and telling us his faults and how he’s going to start exercising and eating right and getting out of the house every day and it sounded sincere and all good. But my heart sank again when they were on their way out and it was just me and him alone in the living room and he shook my hand and told me that he was going to mostly be spending his days sleeping in his room.
I don’t know about anyone else who has roommates but in my experience, someone, including myself, who stays home too much is a problem. Especially since this apartment is so small.
I’ve struggled with this problem ever since I moved out on my own.
When I lived at my sisters for 3 years I was working and going out with my sister and her friends and usually going to three AA meetings a week and I had a friend who I would visit often. And I when I lived by myself for 6 years, of course I didn’t hurt anyone by staying home. But I rented a room in this couples house for 6 months a few years ago and they complained I was home too much and so I had to force myself out. That’s just the way it is when you have a roommate.
And getting back to the new roommate it depressed me that in front of his mom he promised he would go out and be gone but then he tells me when she out of the room that he will spend most of his time home sleeping. It does not bode well for me. And when they left my counselor asked me what I thought and I told her my misgivings and what he said.
But the counselors don’t want to rock the boat and they want this apartment filled and so she put pressure on me to not to complain. I was tired and he seemed alright and so I let it go but now I’m having my doubts and wondering if I will be happy with this roommate. I’m in a weird position, and he will probably move in. I have my misgivings but I’ll just have to have faith and figure this will work out.