Passing out drunk on the pile of everyone's coats on your bed works too. Then you're still a good hostess who said goodbye to everyone... because they have to wake you up to get their coat.
I remember reading Jennifer Dziura's article about how her assistant was hired because she wrote an awesome email pitching her services and thinking what a badass that woman was. Glad to see her here!
@karenb Ha, same here. The night before my partner and I moved in together I sobbed to my dog that we would always have each other, little buddy. (I'm not great with change.) The first week was terrible, the first month was a little rough, but-- at the risk of sounding completely obnoxious-- it's been 98% bliss ever since.
@Faintly Macabre Three cover letters a day means that he wasn't focusing his efforts enough and was taking a scattershot approach to applications. There's no way in hell there were hundreds of jobs he was qualified for. That's a massive waste of everybody's time, especially his. Fuck that guy.
My way less effort version of this is to use the Sherwin Williams ColorSnap app to take a photo of myself, pick a spot, and find out what paint color I am. Just above my eyebrows is Artistic Taupe, but my rosacea-covered cheeks are Radiant Lilac. :(
@Statham @Cawendaw @paper bag princess
You are all beautiful geniuses. I got the job you helped me write an interview thank you note for last FOT. (That sentence was awkward, but anyway: Job! It's mine! Thanks for your help!)
@chnellociraptor I couldn't believe she was willing to cop to giving her kids refined sugar in the Times.
@Beaker Ooh, this is hard because honestly, that sounds like pretty typical renter behavior. There's a big difference between taking out the trash and keeping the toilet bowl white. Like, one is universally considered important, and one some people only care about when they own the place. And that's what makes this tricky. Would her behavior bother you if your parents didn't own the place?
If so, that's fair game. Having been the messier roommate, I responded well to, "Hey, I didn't mention this earlier because these are all such little things that I feel petty mentioning them. But it really adds up, and I would want you to tell me if something was bugging you. Will you please try to be more aware of leaving chocolate on the faucet and [whatever else]?"
If not, I'd recommend a maid service. (I know there are many reasons related to feminism and labor that can make this problematic, but I'm convinced it's possible to do this in a non-problematic way.) I have one that comes biweekly and does the deeper cleaning stuff-- wiping down the bathroom, cleaning the oven, etc. My husband and I do the stuff your roommate does-- take out the trash, do the dishes, etc. It's $90 for 1200 square feet and worth every. single. penny. I am convinced this is the secret to happy cohabitation.
@Danzig! Hooray! Best of luck.
Your original post reminded me of when I first started dating my husband and had a serious case of the Groucho Marx. You know, I didn't want to be a member of any club who would have me as a member. Not that that's necessarily what's happening here. Just saying that sometimes the initial attraction seems asymmetrical, but that's not a bad thing.
@Danzig! Report back on how it goes? I feel invested now!