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There will be a day, one day, when I am able to go into the kitchen without passing four teenagers listening to music very loudly in the air freshener-scented living room.
That day is not today.
(The housguest may be leaving as early as this week, but we won't know for sure until the potential day before. If he does, the teenagers will go back into Boy's brother's room—which at least contains the perfumey smell and some of the noise, which is a small blessing. With the houseguest gone the hallway will probably stop smelling like three smokers are living here (and he may even be smoking in his room, I don't know for sure), which will also be a blessing. But that all hangs on a big "if" and right now I just want to be able to go and get carrots in piece, goddamnit. Or shower, without passing half a dozen people in my bathrobe. Or pee and brush my teeth, without waiting an hour for the bathroom to be vacant. This has gotten ridiculous.)
That day is not today.
(The housguest may be leaving as early as this week, but we won't know for sure until the potential day before. If he does, the teenagers will go back into Boy's brother's room—which at least contains the perfumey smell and some of the noise, which is a small blessing. With the houseguest gone the hallway will probably stop smelling like three smokers are living here (and he may even be smoking in his room, I don't know for sure), which will also be a blessing. But that all hangs on a big "if" and right now I just want to be able to go and get carrots in piece, goddamnit. Or shower, without passing half a dozen people in my bathrobe. Or pee and brush my teeth, without waiting an hour for the bathroom to be vacant. This has gotten ridiculous.)
