My mother and I are contemplating buying a house together and establishing a multi-generational home.
This is Offbeat Home's archive of Roommates posts.
The practice of living with roommates and getting along with family definitely deserves its own category of posts.
I didn't expect hoarding to impact my life in such a big way. I grew up in a house that made constant donations to whatever organization would come by our front door — at least three garbage bags each month, minimum. Stuff came in, stuff went out. This was my normal. And then I met the man who would one day become my husband. And then I met his parents. And now hoarding is a very real and stressful part of my life. Here are some of the challenges of dealing with hoarders, and how we cope with them…
The other day when my boyfriend was at work, I texted him to say "I'm exhausted and I just want to warn you that the dishes aren't done. I'll get to them tomorrow first thing."
His response: "I hate to tell you this, love, but you're an adult now. You can do the dishes whenever you want!"
My reaction in my mind: "Not true. I have a responsibility to my roommate to maintain this house in the way that I would want to live in it." Then I caught myself and thought for a minute. Does living with your partner mean that maybe, just maybe, the entire home is now under our shared dominion? And that, within reason, I can decide what gets done when, just like he can? I still wasn't sure.
I grew up with a mother who didn't have much consideration for "private space." Things didn't get better when I went off to college. I moved into a room smaller than my childhood bedroom with a roommate five feet away. Upon graduation, I dove straight into living with significant others and roommates. I've never had a whole lot of truly private time or space. When it's come to gettin' mah jollies on the solo, I've had to adapt. Here are some tips for anyone who wants to become a masturbation ninja.
Attention young Offbeat Homies: At some point, you will cease to live with your parents or in a dorm room, and will very likely live in a cheap apartment, quite possibly with roommates. I hit this particular milestone my Junior year of college, and here's what it taught me…
If you and your partner are anything like me and mine, you settled into some domestic patterns in the first few months of living together. But even if your systems are working well, you still need to revisit and shake-up your divisions of labor. Here's why…
It's hard to believe that this time last year, I was "living" outside in a park downtown at Occupy Toronto, with several hundred other people. The communal living experience was pretty intense. It's hard to look back at such a complicated experience, but as we hit the one-year anniversary of Occupy, I think there are some general lessons that can be learned, not only for political occupations but for more mundane but ultimately more lasting kinds of communal life.
Here's some of what I learned about communal living at Occupy Toronto…
I am vegan, and my girlfriend is not. We are looking to move in together, and I had always had this (now unrealistic) idea that my home would be a vegan one.
How have other veggies and meat=eaters gotten along, and what are some tips for making everyone happy food wise?