Dog sitting at my aunt’s house, I start wondering how many people I have lived with. I make a list…
Families:
Original mom and dad:
1.D
2. S
Then we moved to Hawaii:
3. T (lived with my dad’s mom for awhile)
Then my dad died and my mom moved back in with her parents and her little sister.
4.K
5. W
6. J
Then she got married to a man with five children and we moved to Utah
7. A
8. T
9. T
10. K
11. K
Then comes the part of my life which had the biggest impact on me feeling shuffled around, since I was baby sat a lot and went from house to house and had to fit win with so many different families. I’m not counting these people because I actually lived at home at the time. Actually, I don’t remember exactly how many families there were.
I remember the R__,s where the older boy tried to kiss me and the daughter gave me her nightgown and the family put ketchup on their eggs which I thought was gross.
I remember the other R__s who lived on our block and had 21 kids. Yes, 21. I fainted at their house once, slept in a bunk bed, and got in trouble once for going in the bathroom when all the boys were taking a bath- I didnt know they were in there!
And I remmber the W__s. the first family where the mom actually went to some effort to make me feel comfortable and talked to me about what I should call her, which I never knew when I was with other families. It was very sweet of her and I just now realize for the first time that she probably knew how to help me feel comfortable because she had foster children. She probably had training! That is so funny, that never occurred to me before. I spent the most time at her house. I ate all my meals there. Got bathed there. Slept there. Walked to school from there.
Then my mom got divorced and another single mom from the neighborhood moved in with us.
12. C
13. K
14. K
15. K
Then my mom got remarried to a man with 5 kids but only two of them lived with us
16. K
17. K
18. L
Then I “ran away” by becoming an exchange student. I lived with three families that year.
19. D
20. M
21. L
22. I don’t remember her name
23. L
24. D
25. M
26. B
27. S
28.D
29. M
30. B
Then I moved back home and my mom had moved in with the single mom who had lived with us before.
Then I want to college.
So, I lived with 30 different people by the time I went to college. Now the fun begins.
First year, awesome roommates:
31. J
32. L
33. T
34. A
35. D
2nd year:
36: weed smoking roommate
37. Cocaine snorting roommate
38. Showering with her boyfriend roommate
I move out, 2nd half of second year to move in with good roomies:
39. M
40. S
41. M
3rd year:
42. H
43. T
44. naughty girl
45. mean girl
46. girl who moved in when H and T moved out because of the mean girl
Then I moved out because of the mean girl
2nd half of 3rd year:
47. Roommate 1
48. Roommate 2
49. Roommate 3 (I forgot about roommate 3 until now!)
That summer I went to Vegas with my friend K to live. First I stayed with family friends:
50. S
51. B
52. A
Then I moved in with K and her friends
53. K
54. C
55. G
This is making me feel kind of sad. Ok, 21 years old so far, 55 people.
4th year of college:
56. A
57. T
58. M
59. H
60. The evil Nome
This year I should probably have moved out too because N. (aka the evil little Nome) began to hate me the 2nd half of the year because I started to date her guy friend and she was jealous. Argh! I had a woman like this with my first boyfriend too! ARG!
What did I do my 4th summer??? Oh yeah! This is when I met my friend M!
61. M (aka Minnow)
62. L (aka Lizard)
63. another roommate they didn’t like but I didn’t mind
5th year of college, moved in with friends, had a lot of fun:
64. S
65. S
66. Girl whose name I don’t remember
67. M
68. K
69. B
Summer. This summer I got over 50 college credits and a complete minor all in one summer. I also moved around a lot, purely due to thriftiness. I lived everywhere for free that summer. (What was my deal? I had enough my money to rent a place?! I had this insight at the end of that summer as well.)
First I lived with 6 boys:
70. Boy 1
71. Boy 2
72. Boy 3
73. Boy 4
74. Boy 5
75. Boy 6
I moved out, the free rent wasn’t worth it. Then I moved in with K and her sister ever so briefly, so I won’t count her sister. Then I moved into a place by myself. Then I moved in with M and her roommates.
76. Roommate of M
I can’t remember for sure if there were two, so for the purpose of conservative counting, I won’t count her. (I’ll amend if I remember for sure.) This is the summer when M and I started to have a tense relationship over “The Rules.” ARG! THREE people gave me a copy of that book, people. THREE! I don’t believe in burning books, but I was VERY TEMPTED.
Then I moved home to live with my mom. Then my aunt’s husband died and she asked me to move in with her and thus I moved to CA.
77. R
Then she got sick of me living with her and luckily one of my friends wanted me to move in with her at the same time.
78. L
79. D
Those were two of the most stable and well-getting along with roommate years that I had. Until D moved out to go to grad school. Then L and I had two weird roomies who took her place in rapid succession.
80. Roommate with red hair who said she could feel our fear
81. Roommate with snotty attitude. She was there so briefly I’m not sure if I should count her, but… she was there (unfortunately)
83. F- roommate who was fine.
Then L moved out. Then I moved back to Utah where I lived with my mom until she got married and I went to grad school. Her husband moved in with us for three months while they packed her stuff up, which I wouldn’t have counted as living together, but he counts it, so I’ll count it:
84. My mom’s sweetheart and husband, B.
Then I moved back to CA where I house sat for one guy, then house sat/roomed with his Boss:
85. C (she had anger issues but her house was great)
Then I made a mistake and moved in with:
86. A (a very pretentious and I think deeply troubled yoga “guru” actually named “P”)
87. Her boyfriend J
88. Her devotee C
Then I graduated from college and moved to a house while I looked for a job.
89. house mate
90. other house mate
91. Italian house mate
Then I moved in with my friend D while I was looking for a place.
92. D
[Oh, crappola. I forgot two people I lived with in Denmark! I don't want to change all these numbers! Ok:
+PLUS TWO people in Denmark (93, 94)
SHITE! Plus, I forgot that my Great Grandma lived with us my senior year of highschool:
+ PLUS M (95)
CRAP! I forgot there were two more girls the 2nd half of my second year of college.
+ 2 roommates (96, 97)
Oh dear me, I forgot about C and G's little boy the summer I was 21
+1 little kid (98)
Ok, back on track.]
Then I got a job and moved close to the work shuttle
99. J (extremely depressed roommate who had an abusive boyfriend. She eventually split up with him and transferred to another place.)
100. M! First sane and nice roommate since moving back to CA!
101. A. I was so excited to live with A, but that really did not work out.
Wow. 101 people (plus a few if you are more liberal with your criteria) … SHEESH
Maybe time to get my own place?
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