There are a lot of posts on Offbeat Home about cohabiting in an apartment or house; however, I don't think I've seen anything covering living and sleeping in the same room as a roommate you didn't know until a week prior to moving in! Here are the four rules my roommate and I follow to keep the peace.
This is Offbeat Home's archive of Cohabitating posts.
The practice of living with roommates and getting along with family definitely deserves its own category of posts.
My fiance and I just bought our first home. Until now, we have lived with his mom in his childhood bedroom; i.e. we have never had to decorate a space together. Now that we are moving in together, it is becoming very apparent that our tastes do not match. What do I compromise on and put my foot down on? How do I figure the difference?
We're buying our first home and have offered to let a friend and her son move in with us and "pay rent" (part of the mortage + utilities). He thinks our friend should be paying more than half because she's taking more space, my suggestion was that all of the adults pay an equal amount. So, homies, how have you worked out splitting the costs between roommates in such a situation before?
I recently moved back in with my parents. This is because I made the decision to stop working full-time, go back to university, and make an attempt to "concentrate on my writing" (as obnoxious as that sounds). I have lived out of home for over four years – the entirety of my adult life! – and as you can probably imagine, quite a bit has changed at my childhood home in that time.
I've learned a few things from my time back at home — pull up a chair and let me tell you why you should think twice before demanding a juice box, or bringing a one night stand home to your parents' house.
I am having cold feet about the next stage of my life. Homies, is my reluctance to buy a house and move in with my significant other a warning sign? Am I giving up an exciting, quirky life by planning to settle down?
…You see, I'm 25, and I am financially and habitationally dependent upon my parents. I am not only living once again in my parents' house; I am living in my sister's (former) bedroom.
When I moved back into this house, my sister's bedroom was hers, and my bedroom was nonexistent. The room I needed to live in had decorated walls and shelves, furniture, clothes in the closet…I felt like it wasn't my home, like it was temporary. And that worked for me until I began to realize how detached it feels to be living in someone else's space and calling it your own…
I try to do daily cleaning until I get behind and overwhelmed. Then he will take a weekend and do a massive cleaning. We both end up feeling like the other one never does any cleaning. How can we find a better compromise?
When you begin to cohabitate, it's SO HARD to combine your crap. You're getting used to living with someone else while, at the same time, wading through mountains of said crap. I recently went on a crazed mission to clear up some of the clutter in our small kitchen and found we currently own three nearly-full containers of salt. I kept the salt, but once I threw out all the expired product and organized the dishes and cooking supplies, it became apparent that — despite having had completely full cabinets and fridge — we had almost no food.
I can help you avoid the same fate.