Thanks, Omnis. I am feeling better, but I have no energy. We grabbed lunch and (finally) went grocery shopping at TJ's, and now I feel like I've run a marathon. I'm all dizzy and crap. Blah. ND told me that I have to rest, so I'm back in bed. The sheets are in the washing machine, but I'm in bed.
ETA: Laga, 30 days is plenty, I think.
seekrit message to ND:
don't forget the tea and hair pats.
Laga, 30 days is plenty, I think.
right, yeah? That's CA law for people without a lease, no?
I'd say 30.
Does he get paid on a regular schedule? Can you push him for money on those days, regardless of whether you have a bill in hand?
I'm letting him know that the next time he has a late payment he can vacate his room in 60 days.
30 days, definitely no more. Because you know once you tell him that you aren't getting any more money out of him, I'm betting. No more bills, and only rent if you're lucky. So I'd tell him that the day AFTER he pays rent, if you're smart...
once you tell him that you aren't getting any more money out of him
that's a good point and I can't afford to pick up his slack on my own. Maybe I should conference with the other roommate before making ultimatums.
I liked Young Indiana Jones when it was on the first time. That's how it was, random adventures in no real order, each week a standalone from a different era.
Today at lunch mom was telling me about this woman she saw on Dr. Phil.
The woman called her chihuahua her "son" and she was freaking obsessed with that dog. Her roommate moved out because the woman didn't let any pills in the house, lest one fall on the floor and the dog swallowed it. The dog, never put its paws on the ground outside, totally carried everywhere. No chicken with bones in the house, lest the dog gets it.
And the big thing -- the woman would PRE CHEW dog biscuits and then the dog would EAT THEM from her mouth. Lest the dog choke. Oh, and now arguements in front of the dog and no violent programs on tv. Lest the dog is upset.
I kept punctuating each revelation with "But it's a Dog!!!" And she had a dog, for the dog, but this one was treated as a pet. After the woman said she would pick the dog over her mother Dr Phil, evidentally, gave up.
Oh and she'd spent 10 grand on Clothes for the dog.
People are whacked out.