Ontario here. The numbers they report are the “average” but I call bullshit. Reality Average one bedroom apartment $2500, 2 bedroom basement $1800. Utilities extra. Buy a townhouse $700-$1m. Detached $1m+. We are so fucked.
To be able to afford a 1 bedroom apartment one person must make around $80k a year. If you want to purchase a house, we’ll good luck unless your household income is over $200k and even then you’ll be scraping the bottom of the price barrel.
I’m so torn. On the one hand this guy is a massive piece of shit and he deserves to be publicly ridiculed and shamed. On the other hand, getting old is scary as fuck and I feel some way about mocking someone about a clear neurological issue.
I have talked to him. He acknowledges he does it but doesn’t know why. I’ve explained how stressful it is for me, and he says he understands. I’m bitter because it annoys the fuck out of me, not because he’s trying to “share” with me.
“You’ll see! Just come here!” 80% of the time it’s nothing at all. The other 20% it’s something bad involving blood or damage to our house or something equally awful and devastating. It’s horrible to do the execution walk to see which one I’m going to get. He even once needed stitches and was bleeding everywhere and wouldn’t tell me what he wanted, just that I needed to hurry and he needed a hand. I had to experience the big reveal and see the blood everywhere before he told me he needed a towel from inside the house where I’d just been.
Even emergencies he won’t tell me. “I’ll see” when I get there. Surprise!
This isn’t investing in time, thought and energy though. This is random impulsive things, regardless of if I’m at work, or on a call or just trying to wind down after a 12 hour day. I work a full time job and a side gig, and he is, at this point, semi-retired. I do the majority of the housework and childcare jobs. We contribute to our household income at about 5:1. Im already exhausted, but I feel like he wants me to spend any free second I have entertaining him. He has no interests except his guitar (which he gets his fill of at work as a teacher about 25 hours a week) and his PS5. So if neither of those are entertaining him, then I’m expected to provide entertainment for him. I’m really just tired and frustrated. Have you ever had someone who literally just wants to fill up every spare moment you have with something they need before ? There are days where I’m cleaning the kitchen at midnight and he’s getting snippy because he’s been waiting forever for me to get finished to come and play this game so he can watch (he makes it sound like it’s really a favour for me because he’ll rub my back halfassedly while I play). He’s not investing in anything, and he’s got a lot of energy to spare. I don’t.
Oh come on that’s not fair. What I’m talking about is not a healthy amount. It’s an excessive amount. Sometimes it feels like I’m a tv set. I’m his entertainment. He even makes me play video games I don’t want to play, so he can watch me play. I love spending time with him but I also value my own personal time. And it’s unfair that I should be spending my personal time doing activities that I’m not particularly enjoying so that he can watch me do it like a tv.
I guess that’s what I’m here for, context. I feel like I can’t adequately explain why it’s upsetting when I can’t even explain it to myself. It seems like such a small silly thing to object to but it really freaking stresses me out and ticks me off. Sometimes other people’s thoughts help give context to your own.
Hmm that’s part of it. But I literally never know what I’m walking in to. About 2 months ago he was yelling “a little help here. Hurry. I need you.” He said those three things instead of “I cut my hand in the garage, bring a towel because I’m bleeding”. Nope he yelled at me vaguely and then acted annoyed when I didn’t hurry and he was clearly bleeding everywhere and then snapped at me to go get him a towel and move faster because it was an emergency.
Ontario here. The numbers they report are the “average” but I call bullshit. Reality Average one bedroom apartment $2500, 2 bedroom basement $1800. Utilities extra. Buy a townhouse $700-$1m. Detached $1m+. We are so fucked.
To be able to afford a 1 bedroom apartment one person must make around $80k a year. If you want to purchase a house, we’ll good luck unless your household income is over $200k and even then you’ll be scraping the bottom of the price barrel.