I suppose, at almost 43, I should be settled down & not having roommates. But, I have a house, I travel a lot so I need the occasional dogsitter, and what the hell, my old friend Joe needed a cheap place to stay while he gets over some financial crap. I’ve always had male friends, and twice in my life long-term male housemates…our respective SO’s don’t mind, so here we are. I got to thinking about the pros & cons of having different gendered roomies.
Pros: He has way cooler power tools than I do.
I have to give up very little bathroom counter space.
He doesn’t care about decorating anything, so the main living area is basically “mine.”
I can use his razor.
He doesn’t use mine.
He orders lots of delivery dinners (pizza, Chinese, Thai) and I get to share.
He buys Pepperidge Farm cookies, I eat them, & he doesn’t mind.
Cons: He NEVER changes the toilet paper roll.
I still take out the trash.
The toilet seat is always up. (Maybe it’s supposed to be, though.)
I can’t borrow tampons from him.
I can’t borrow foofy cosmetics from him.
There is ice climbing gear and 87 pairs of skis in my living room.
“Dr.” Laura disapproves of the whole arrangement.
Overall, though, I’ve been happier sharing living quarters with men than women.