My BIL that is.
He is a nice guy but very fussy and I'm about to snap.
We are currently living in a small flat with 3 DC, 1 on the way, I run a business from home, DH has a busy job which he likes to wind down after once home and we're in the stressful process of buying a house.
BIL has been living in Brazil for the last 3 years and showed up on our doorstep on Boxing Day. It was a wonderful surprise and we had a great old family time. He asked if he could stay "for a about a week", we knew it would be a struggle space wise but a week is nothing, he is family. He is booked to go back to Brazil in March. He told us he had plans to float around visiting old uni friends, stay with his parents and to go to Spain for a few weeks.
HE HAS BEEN HERE FOR A MONTH.
He sleeps on our sofa which is in the only room that isn't a bedroom or bathroom - where all the living is done, it is living room, office, dining room, kitchen all in one.
I feel I have to tip toe around getting the children up for school, fed, clothed and out door whilst trying wrangle a toddler and run my business.
He just sits there and makes grand plans for the day over breakfast to visit museums or hop on a train somewhere exciting but when I come back from the school run he is still there, in his pants, unwashed at 9.30.
He moans our food isn't up to scratch, we don't have enough 'high brow TV' and that we read The Guardian. He has been here a month and whilst I know we shouldn't feel put out when it is family I DO. We are doing mortgage-y things and feeding an extra (fussy) adult is bloody annoying. He has never once put his hand in his pocket or bought a pint of milk but will go to the shop and buy a whole salami, a loaf of bread and a bottle of beer and have the whole bloody lot for lunch.
Last week I added him to the cleaning rota (we have a blackboard cleaning rota which our sons have small tasks and us parents have bigger) to do a quick hoover of the living area and take the bins out and he wiped the chalk off the board when I wasn't looking! I was so angry I picked up DD, put the dog on the lead and marched to the park in anger.
He moans about everything, he can't see the positive in anything. From politics, literature, art, fashion, general chatter, films, economics, ANYTHING, every single thing is "dull", "boring", "a bit daft" or just damn well not up to his standards. I think he is a hipster but he doesn't even like things that hipsters like. He hates everything anyone hates, which doesn't leave him with a lot to converse about.
DH is frankly a pussy, he is so good in other "manly" ways but standing up to family is not one, no matter how hard I push him. He idolises his brother because he is older and 'cooler' but I know he is fed up too, he just wants to sprawl on the sofa and watch Breaking Bad whilst eating non-organic crisps.
AIBU to ask him to leave?