Well, there went my contingency plan if we ever lost our house! Thanks, nameless Coke addicted mooch.
When we bought a house in Chicago mumbledy-mumble years ago, there was a delay in the closing. My wife and I had to vacate our residence, so we put all our stuff in storage and moved in with some friends “for a week or so” at the end of August. We ended up not closing until December. However, during that time we not only kicked in money toward groceries, but did our share of the housework. In fact, some time after we left my friend Mike said that he missed the omelets I used to make for Sunday breakfast.
Later, we had a friend stay with us when he was between jobs. He was a trained chef, and we were sorry to see him go. 
I’m sure you’re lovely people and all, but the Matt the Mooch ruined it for everyone else.
Robin
Right on!
He’s depressed and sounds like he been wallowing in self pity. But like I said, no one will get him out of his situation except himself. Hopefully a little pushing will get his rear in gear. You’re doing exactly the right thing.
Exactly. The first step with people like this is making your feelings known in excruciatingly clear detail - then they can’t say later that they didn’t know there was a problem. :rolleyes:
Good for you, SBS, for recognizing Slug’s depression, and giving him the tough love he needs instead of meaningless sympathy.
With no snark intended, I would change that policy, to “no more than 8 hours” and “this means everyone.”
We don’t have a guest room or a guest bed. We have no intention of changing that. Both of our families know this, and we make no apologies for it. I mentioned this to my supervisor at work after Christmas, and he said, “You have the perfect house!” 
Nah. There are those times when a party or whatever runs late and we don’t want people driving under the influence or tired. The last time that happened was almost three years ago.
Robin