Reflecting here following a post that I read last night.
My ex partner and I met when he had his own rental and job. He moved for a different job but stayed with family as there was nowhere to rent. He is early 50's and divorced. One child for who he pays £70 per week maintenance. He earns £55k.
The rental market remained tight so he stayed with his family. They refused to take
Rent from him so he contributed to food and gifts.
He didn't make much of an effort trying to find somewhere. He was happy with his home comforts.
So he came to mine every weekend.
He paid for the off take away or lunch. Didn't contribute to any housework over the weekend , just looked after his own belongings and washes his cup in the sink.
Rarely brought anything to the house eg biscuits or beer for anyone but himself.
I rented a holiday home in the north over summer where he joined me. Rent was £ 500 for the week. He gave me £100 as a contribution. I bought all the food and drinks.
He went out for f work on stress leave and started to spend more time at mine. I felt for him. He was low and his brother, wife and kids had moved into his folks home while they waited to their new home.
This meant noise and an expectation to help with kids and domestic work.
So he started to ask if he could stay longer at mine.
I didn't want that as I have kids and work full time so mon-Fri is crazy and they are not used to anyone else in their home and he is not very patient with kids.
Our relationship was our own thing at weekends when the kids were at their dads.
At one stage, he stayed for a week and I had enough, he stayed in bed for most of the day and again I arrived home daily to the dressing gown of doom.
He left at the end of that week after we all tiptoed around waking him so that was it for me.
When I broke up with him we chatted and I suggested that he get his own place and bring something to the table for the next woman. He was highly offended and said that at least his parents offered him somewhere to live ... alluding to the fact that I didn't.
I couldn't understand why on earth he would expect me to house him after two years together and told him so.
He was flabbergasted but so was I !
Part of me feels mean for getting rid when he was at his most vulnerable, the other part of me wonders if he was indeed edging towards a permanent move in.
He actually left some
Clothes and toiletries at mine towards the end, ' just so he wouldn't have to be bringing them in the future..'
Was I unreasonable.
PS I'm absolutely anti blending