So we kind of, well, there's no "kind of" anymore at this point, have a roommate. He is a friend of mine whom I worked with when I was at CVS's boyfriend, who over time kind of became a friend of Dave's, too. The guy is really good with kids, which is good, because they have a baby plus she had 2 kids before him, and he keeps the house clean (which is more than I can say for Dave lol) but too much of him is annoying. He's got a good heart, but he's a big talker. If you have a story, he has one too. He's done so many things in his life and learned so many trades. He doesn't work a real job because he keeps the baby and the kids when they're out of school, but because he knows so many trades he gets money from a lot of side jobs. Not excellent money. I mean he mows yards, paints houses, fixes cars, details cars, handy things like that. He basically just makes extra money while his woman works ful time. Which is fine for them, I guess, because she knew that when she got with him, and she makes decent money now.
He had found, allegedly, a side job for Dave to do with installing a friend's ac system because that's not something he knows how to do and had told Dave he'd get $1300 from it. Which I guess wound up just being him talking.
When we first agreed to let him stay, we had talked about using any money he gave us towards our wedding. It was just extra money for us.
But now I'm starting to get annoyed with the situation.
He fixed up the garage into a room and it has a side door so basically he doesn't really have to bother us unless he comes in the house to cook or use the restroom or whatever. But when K drops the baby off before she goes to work (she goes in an hour before me) he's always asking me to hold him and stuff so he can do... whatever it is he does. Which wouldn't annoy me so much if I wasn't trying to get ready for work. Or if I happen to get off before K, he always has me watch the baby so he can go pick her up, or if he has to go to the store, or whatever he needs to do. I sound like I'm bitching and I know I am. I love their baby, he's adorable. But he's 9 months old and they have him so spoiled you literally can't put him down. Like he doesn't know how to sit up on his own or crawl yet because he's been held so much. It'd be one thing if I could put him down and let him play on the floor or something. But it's hard to cook and take care of my own kid when I've got a 9 month old attached to me.
The other issue is, hes given us 150$ since he moved in. The 50 he gave me first was applied towards my daycare, and the 100 I held onto to deposit that weekend when I actually went to the town my bank was in.
Anddddddd then yesterday he asked Dave if he could "borrow it back" because some tool or something broke or he didn't have the right tools for whatever he's planning on doing this weekend on one of his jobs and he promised he'd be able to give it right back after he gets paid for it.
This is where I start to get annoyed. Granted he's only been here for I think 3 weeks, and Dave never set a price for him to pay when he said he could move in. But I almost feel like we're just going to keep exchanging that $100 until our lease is up. He did offer to keep Emilee for me instead of me paying daycare, and he does keep the house clean. But WE feed him, he uses OUR water, OUR electric, we also feed the kids when he gets them from school. And he invites his friends over a lot, which is alright because they stay in his room, but idk what they do when [Dave]and I are at work. And whenever K comes over all they do is scream and yell at each other to the point where I literally had to tell them to take it outside, keep it down, or K had to leave. AND he hasn't brought his tv over so a lot of the time I'd come home and he'd be playing or watching something on mine while Dave was playing on his and I'd be like....ok?? Fuck me, I guess! So moving in I thought would help after Dave lost job bc we would at least get that much extra, but really we got 50$.
Dave annoys me because he acts like he's this hard ass. He talks a big game and then doesn't follow through with it like he said he would, he bitches to me about him constantly, but says nothing. I'm not the one who told him he could move in. But I sure as shit know Dave would blame me in a heartbeat for why he has to GTFO.
I don't mind helping him out, it's not that. It's just this is my house. I am currently the only one paying bills here and I don't want to feel like I have to stay in my room and do nothing while they hang out and play video games and fuck off. It's just an addition to my previous post about why I've been so mad at Dave lately, I guess. It's just I called out today because I literally have no voice so it's not like I can wait on customers, and he's been springing the baby on me all day so he can use my tv to play COD with Dave.
So much for a fucking day off.