Join Date: Apr 2010
Location: Bellingham, Washington
It sort of bothers me that I'm the only one who cleans the bathroom downstairs. I've also taken out the recycling the last four times, and I don't think my downstairs roommate has ever done that. But I don't mind either of these things too much, since it makes me feel responsible when I do them.
The main thing that bothers me is dishes, but if anything, I'm the one who's needed to shape up in that department. And I finally have...I've kept the kitchen consistently clean for the past month. The downstairs roommate has followed suit, so it's been much nicer down here. I've been meaning to pick some flowers and put them on the kitchen table.
On the other hand, he still has barely spoken to me since the quarantine started, or anyone else in the house, for that matter. It bothers me, but at this point there's nothing I can do about it, if he doesn't want to talk. I hear him talking and laughing in his room all the time, and he leaves the house a lot (presumably to see his girlfriend), so I know he's doing alright, but I feel happier when everyone's getting along well. I suppose with eight people in one house, problems like this are bound to come up at some point.
Things have started to feel better with my one other roommate, since we had the last house meeting. I've been much less preoccupied by that.
We had a barbecue last night, and I actually had a great time. I also went to another bonfire with two of my roommates a few nights ago, and that was fun too. All in all it feels like the tension in our house is starting to lift, which is a huge relief. I've been doing a lot of gardening in back and around the side of the house, so that's one way I feel like I'm contributing.
I'm enjoying living here again.
OK, so after writing this post I've decided that over the next day or two I'm going to clean the bathroom again and pick some flowers to put in a vase/cup, and hopefully get one of those trash cans with the swivel lids so we don't have to look at the trash in the bathroom (which I find gross). I think that'll make me feel better still.
Language is a virus from outer space!
--William Burroughs; Laurie Anderson