Dinosrawr
New member
- Aug 15, 2013
- 1,587
- 8
- Parrots
- Avery, a GCC born on March 5th, 2013 & Shiko, a blue IRN born on February 25th, 2014
Just a warning.. this is a bit ranty and perhaps petty, but I'm at my wits end.
Lately I'm having a hard time dealing with my boyfriend's friend. He moved here from two provinces away and we gladly offered to let him stay with us until he got on his feet. The only problem is that he's been with us for over a month now when he said he'd be with us for maybe three weeks and as a result we have zero privacy. He refuses to set up his gaming console and TV in his room because it's "pointless" for when he moves, so he's always in our room playing on Brendon's XBox. Whenever I get home, he's in our room due to his work schedule (5 AM to 2 PM) with my birds and in "my" space.
I'm all for their socialization, but I'm tired of him complaining to me about Avery biting him when she's in a mood and Shiko not being fond of him. And basically him trying to be a know-it-all and telling Brendon's family the temperament of my birds/how to handle them when they've been around my birds since the first day I got either of them. Plus the fact that I haven't spent one-on-one time with my birds since he's been here because he picks up Avery or Shiko the minute he's home, so I can't even relax and talk to them about my day like I always have to unwind after work.
For the first two weeks I honestly didn't mind, then he started saying he might not find a place until November. Brendon and I put our foot down and said no, October is even pushing it. It's starting to get to both of us. Last night we were both in our PJ's, in bed, waiting for him to leave our room and get off the XBox. Normally it wouldn't be an issue for the average household, but our basement suite is built like a bachelor pad. We're waiting to have some renovations done to add a spare room for the birds and add some laminate flooring, but we can't do any of that until he's gone... so my impatience is building.
How on earth do I tell him that I need my space back? We already tried approaching the topic a week ago, and he essentially went to his room, called his mom, and had a good pity party about us "wanting him gone". He came out being adamant he would find a place, but we haven't heard anything yet. When Brendon and I visited him this summer while he was living at his parent's house on the lake, I cleaned his kitchen in the morning, emptied/loaded the dishwasher, fed his dog and cat, and walked his dog before he was even awake. All he does here is open the bird cages, play on the XBox, and go to bed. He's cooked supper twice since being here. So I'm sure some of you can see how I'm anxious about this. Sigh.
Lately I'm having a hard time dealing with my boyfriend's friend. He moved here from two provinces away and we gladly offered to let him stay with us until he got on his feet. The only problem is that he's been with us for over a month now when he said he'd be with us for maybe three weeks and as a result we have zero privacy. He refuses to set up his gaming console and TV in his room because it's "pointless" for when he moves, so he's always in our room playing on Brendon's XBox. Whenever I get home, he's in our room due to his work schedule (5 AM to 2 PM) with my birds and in "my" space.
I'm all for their socialization, but I'm tired of him complaining to me about Avery biting him when she's in a mood and Shiko not being fond of him. And basically him trying to be a know-it-all and telling Brendon's family the temperament of my birds/how to handle them when they've been around my birds since the first day I got either of them. Plus the fact that I haven't spent one-on-one time with my birds since he's been here because he picks up Avery or Shiko the minute he's home, so I can't even relax and talk to them about my day like I always have to unwind after work.
For the first two weeks I honestly didn't mind, then he started saying he might not find a place until November. Brendon and I put our foot down and said no, October is even pushing it. It's starting to get to both of us. Last night we were both in our PJ's, in bed, waiting for him to leave our room and get off the XBox. Normally it wouldn't be an issue for the average household, but our basement suite is built like a bachelor pad. We're waiting to have some renovations done to add a spare room for the birds and add some laminate flooring, but we can't do any of that until he's gone... so my impatience is building.
How on earth do I tell him that I need my space back? We already tried approaching the topic a week ago, and he essentially went to his room, called his mom, and had a good pity party about us "wanting him gone". He came out being adamant he would find a place, but we haven't heard anything yet. When Brendon and I visited him this summer while he was living at his parent's house on the lake, I cleaned his kitchen in the morning, emptied/loaded the dishwasher, fed his dog and cat, and walked his dog before he was even awake. All he does here is open the bird cages, play on the XBox, and go to bed. He's cooked supper twice since being here. So I'm sure some of you can see how I'm anxious about this. Sigh.