Pig!

I was going to start with a “dictionary definition” but decided against it because “Pig” is probably too nice a name for the wanker I have been with for the last 10 years!

We aren’t married, I’m not that stupid!  Whilst it hasn’t been a great 10 years, they’ve been ok and we’ve had some good times and also some bad, like when he lost his licence for 2 1/2 years for Drink Driving, especially difficult when he’s a self-employed plumber, but we got through it.

After being troubled by the local “care in the community” case, my parents lent us (me) some money and I sorted out some money and 3 years ago we bought a house together.

Pig had great plans for this house (it’s not huge) and he started ripping it apart from almost day 1 and not finishing anything, but also has systematically failed to ask me what I want!  The electrician (his mate) is a twat and has drilled holes and put in wires everywhere, and I have absolutely no idea what half of them are for and by the time he comes back to finish the job .. I doubt he will have a clue either.

I am missing 2 floorboards in the “dining area” and the air bricks around the foundations let in more cold air than you could imagine.  This air then comes up through the massive cracks in the flooring and chill the house.  Pig won’t put a rug we have on the floor to try and lessen the effect .. because he’d only have to take it back up again!  It’s a rug!

Then, the boiler was ripped out 2 years ago on the 8th February (I know the date well, it’s the date his dad died) .. so that was roughly re-installed on the wall by the front door and the ceiling ripped out to put the pipes in to connect the upstairs!  Very attractive looking that .. especially for 2 years.

Secondly there is no carpet in the hallway and half the floorboards are wormy and rotten, so you could go through one at any time.  Ditto the cold air and drafts of above!

Upstairs he ripped the back bedroom back to the bricks and the electrician has done some chasing .. again 2 of the floorboards are missing … I’ve not had the use of this room for 3 years!

The bathroom is intact .. just! 

Living with someone as selfish as him is tiring and quite frankly I’ve had enough and my patience is wearing a tad thin.   Last night I spotted a pair of his pants (underwear for the American contingency) had fallen through the space between the floor boards, I thought they had fallen out of the clean washing basket and accidentally fallen through.  All I will say is no they weren’t clean!  Quite how they had got there or why, or even how long they had been there I have absolutely no idea as peering down through the floor is not something I do very often, I just thought I had dropped something and had a quick shift of one of the boards.

I am constantly told by him that “you don’t do anything” .. er, don’t I?  Don’t I cook, clean (or try to), wash, iron, hold down 3 jobs, get woken up at 4.30 am by him going to work .. or coming back from the pub pissed?

The reason I don’t do anything on the house is that whatever I did would not be up to the perfect standards Pig is expecting .. therefore why bother?  Anyway, I am not a plasterer, plumber or electrician, which is what we need right now!

So, I hope that explains a little about Pig .. I can’t write any more .. there is loads .. but it is just depressing me!  Bluesoup’s 7 things I approve of blog mentions cuddles and it made me smile .. well I love cuddles, but they are non-existent in my house.