Help!… She Will Not Leave……& She’s a Pig
Have you ever been in a situation where you have desperately wanted to get out of, but you couldn’t 
because you couldn’t afford to? Remember the frustration that you felt because you couldn’t change things because you where lacking the funds to make that change. Well, welcome to my world. That’s where I’m at, stuck in a situation that I can’t get out of, at least for a year.
It’s been about 4 weeks now since my wife decided to end our relationship. But she doesn’t want to leave the house. Not because she wants the house, she says that she wants to be with our son until he finishes high school, which won’t be until June 2010. At that time she has every intention to skedaddle out of my life and start her new one with her new man. (I secretly hope he has Herpes, and gives her a good case…)
There are two problems here. First being the economy. If we sold our house now, we couldn’t sell it for the amount of money we would need to pay off the mortgage, the equity loan and the credit card debt. Basically, we’re upside down. I don’t anticipate the housing prices in our area to go up to the point where we can walk away free and clear for another two years, minimum. Neither one of us can afford to get an apartment and pay our current bills. Now, I know she has her man, but she claims she “can’t” move in with him now. Now that could be because he is still living with mommy. But then again the way she talks about moving out in a year makes me think it’s a done deal. My impression is that she’s lying to me so I don’t force the issue, which I won’t because it benefits me with the credit card debt in the long run.
The second and more immediate problem is, every little thing that she use to do that was a minor irritant to me, now bothers the heck out of me. The way I look at it is, were roommates now. The biggest complaint that I have is…. Well.. to be blunt.. She’s a pig. She has no concept of the idea that if you use something, you put it back where you got it from. You just don’t leave it where ever. Every night when she comes home she has bags of crap that she just leaves in the foyer, usually free stuff she get from work that she has absolutely no need for, but it’s free. Every Friday I spend a good couple of hours cleaning up the house, picking up all her stuff and throwing it back into her room. That’s not an exaggeration. I open her door and throw it in. She doesn’t even notice. You should see her room. It looks like a sixteen year old girls room. Clothes every where. The smell, it smells like dirty laundry. The only thing her room is missing is a poster of David Cassidy
The Kitchen is another story. You cook, you clean up after yourself, Right? That’s how it’s supposed to work. You don’t just leave the dishes in the sink; you don’t leave crumbs, splatters of grease and liquids all over the counter. If I don’t clean the dishes and counters everything sits there for days getting moldy. So I clean them. I hate waking up in the morning and walking into a dirty stinky kitchen. We have a dishwasher but I actually prefer she doesn’t load it. She throws everything in hap hazard with crud on the plates and pots that the dishwasher can’t clean.
I don’t know how I lived with her for all these years. Granted I’m probably a lot more sensitive to these issues than I use to be, but with good reason I think. But I’ll just sit here and bear with it. The price I have to pay to pay everything off.
I’ll throw my dilemma out to the masses. Does anyone have any suggestions how I could deal better with this problem. Everyone has had a problem roommate at some point in their life. She is my first. How did you handle it? I can use all the help I can get……
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