Greatest Hits in Current Events

Dear Log:
It’s been one week since my talk with my roommate. So far she has been cleaning up after herself, taking out the trash and cooking for herself. She’s also been hiding in her room from me which I’m used to.

Some of her highlights from that talk.
1) I stole the master bedroom from her. She feels that I claimed it when she actually offered it many times. I’m fully furnished, she lives out of storage totes.

2) My tangents are boring. She hides from me because she finds what I talk about boring. This is coming from a 37 year old Swifty who watches vapid reality TV shows. She only talks about Bob and boxing. She isn’t intelligent nor an intellectual. Talking to her feels like I’m talking to a 17 year old who knows nothing about anything but has the answer to everything. “That’s stupid.” Her tangents were about lifers and cluster b’s which is exactly what she is.

3) This is my apartment and she just rents the room. That arrangement was brand new, that was never discussed. She created a narrative in her head and somehow that was the reality. She doesn’t just “rent the room” either way because she uses absolutely everything of mine as she refuses to spend money to own anything.

4) She is tired and doesn’t feel like it. Nobody feels like it, we are adults which means we have to parent ourselves and make ourselves do things that we don’t feel like doing. She boxes for exercise 5 days a week. She is the oldest one who trains at her gym by a lot. She thinks this makes her special.

5) She is never home. Neither was I when I was working full-time hours and going to school. I managed to find time to clean house, cook, and get groceries.

6) She is renting a house. Once her cousin is done renovating his house she is renting it from him for cheap. She will fill that house with all the storage totes in the world. She thinks she is ready for that kind of responsibility. I am invited… I’ll pass.

7) She knows. She knew she was being shitty. A shitty roommate, a shitty friend, and a shitty person. She knew she could do more. She just didn’t.