Oh, you think I'm going to be rude and obnoxious? Well, I'll show you by being the most disarmingly polite, well-spoken weirdo you've ever fucking met! Take THAT, complain-y neighbor!
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"Homeowner", "renter" or "squatter" – whatever the label, these occupants take the Offbeat wherever they go.
I'm starting to appreciate the full range of benefits of co-habitating with my boyfriend's family, a lifestyle formerly known to me as "mooching." Admittedly, I originally was eager to partake in the no-rent, frequent-free-meals, high-quality-shower type of benefits. These selfish reasons are certainly the temptation of every low-life mooch. I felt less guilty, however, after I read Little House on a Small Planet.
I had three years to settle into My Way before my then-fiance moved into my house. And we learned I'm not very good at sharing my space. After a very tense month of Mo walking on eggshells and me taking the brunt of the housework, I realized something needed to give… and that thing was me.
Oh lord, I hope my father never reads this post, or else he'll find out that he gave my husband one of our favorite "marital aids" without even knowing it.
Mamacita, her husband, and baby girl share a house with two roommates. What's it like?
It's a little sad to move out of an apartment realizing that you never learned the names of your neighbors. What schemes can we concoct to make the neighborhood friendlier?
When we set up the bed, I realized I was terrified. The mattress was SO WHITE, and I desperately wanted it to stay that way. Ten years of sleeping on mattresses stained with other people's bodily fluids had done me in. I became obsessed with keeping the mattress clean…