houseboy turned roomie
jesus christ-my mom has got it in her thick head to make houseboy move in here. wtf!?!?!
first off, how fucking weird! my mom is very gullible and naive when it comes to guys. she is so excited that some dude is giving her attention (and actually doing good work around here) that she has it in her sights to have him move here. her reason is, if he is here he can work in exchange for rent. second, i think she is so set on it primarily because i hate the idea. blech!
i am about as excited about this arrangement as a poke in my eye with a stick. i think i'd rather have anyone in the world move in here BUT houseboy.
it has been uncomfortable lately, with me wanting to move on but unsure of how to act in front of him. do i make it obvious i'm going on a date? do i hide it? i am not sure, as i've never had this situation occur before. so odd, so confusing. houseboy has been trying to get in my pants since day 1, i have firmly nixed those plans. there is still sexual tension here on both sides. he needs to go. when i am done with a guy i don't want him sitting in my fucking kitchen eating breakfast.
my mom, as her usual difficult self, seems to get some joy from making me pissed off at him. she runs to tell me the shit he says like he was flirting with a checker at home depot. what does she expect me to say? "cool"?
there is some kind of unspoken code for hookups/flings. sort of a don't ask don't tell thing. i don't want to know what he is up to & i don't want to have to answer about what i'm up to. when things are this close, it gets tangled. now, i can't go out on a date without my stupid mother tattling on me and then her rubbing it in that he talks about his stripper ew-gf.
if he moves in, i will have to cease & desist any and all activity in the social realm. this will put a major damper on my plans. this sucks. i'm going to have to be even a bigger bitch to make him hit the road.
first off, how fucking weird! my mom is very gullible and naive when it comes to guys. she is so excited that some dude is giving her attention (and actually doing good work around here) that she has it in her sights to have him move here. her reason is, if he is here he can work in exchange for rent. second, i think she is so set on it primarily because i hate the idea. blech!
i am about as excited about this arrangement as a poke in my eye with a stick. i think i'd rather have anyone in the world move in here BUT houseboy.
it has been uncomfortable lately, with me wanting to move on but unsure of how to act in front of him. do i make it obvious i'm going on a date? do i hide it? i am not sure, as i've never had this situation occur before. so odd, so confusing. houseboy has been trying to get in my pants since day 1, i have firmly nixed those plans. there is still sexual tension here on both sides. he needs to go. when i am done with a guy i don't want him sitting in my fucking kitchen eating breakfast.
my mom, as her usual difficult self, seems to get some joy from making me pissed off at him. she runs to tell me the shit he says like he was flirting with a checker at home depot. what does she expect me to say? "cool"?
there is some kind of unspoken code for hookups/flings. sort of a don't ask don't tell thing. i don't want to know what he is up to & i don't want to have to answer about what i'm up to. when things are this close, it gets tangled. now, i can't go out on a date without my stupid mother tattling on me and then her rubbing it in that he talks about his stripper ew-gf.
if he moves in, i will have to cease & desist any and all activity in the social realm. this will put a major damper on my plans. this sucks. i'm going to have to be even a bigger bitch to make him hit the road.
posted by issuegirl at 3:10 PM
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