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blaaaargh. Ok. First things first, my mate 
XavierMaldonado1 is doing a gofundme because they are behind on finances and work's not giving him enough hours and he needs to get his car right before he can do just about anything. https://www.gofundme.com/f/s9hnq-emergency-funds-needed-please-help So if you can spare any change at all pls send it to him :P
Thats one thing I wanted to boost right up front, which has been weighing on me some cause I wanna help him more but I haven't even been able to contribute because I myself am tight on cash. Why? Well let me tell you dear friends. It alllll started on New Years Eve.
So for those who do not know, I am a homeowner (mobile home) and to make it affordable for me to live here indefinitely without draining my finances, I rent out the second bedroom which I have no use for myself to 2 other furries who are boyfriends with one another. For the sake of keeping them anonymous to those who don't know them already, Imma call em Bob and Grant. Bob moved in first, then Grant after him, and when they moved in I left some things in the room of mine for them to use, like a couch of mine and a lazyboy recliner among a few other things. The latter is the relevant thing, because as they got furniture for themselves and rearranged the room to their needs, all my former stuff I left in there for them we got out and the only thing left was the lazyboy. Thing is, they didn't use it for sitting in at all, I think ever. It was fine and just sat there for a while, but then I noticed whenever I went in there that they were starting to pile stuff up on top of it, namely clothing baskets full of clothes and stuff. Now I'm not one to but in to other peoples rooms and lifestyles, mostly because I resent the hell out of my dad for doing that just about my entire life living with my folks all the way up until the day I moved out just before turning 30. But it was getting bad the amount they were just chucking things on top of it when the pandemic lockdowns started. I started asking them "Hey, can we like, organize a day where we can get the chairs out and I'll help you guys put in like, shelves and shit so that room can be better organized?"
I ask this of them every so often for about 2 years before changing to "Ok, just gimme a day, and I'll do all the work even. I'll buy the shelves, put them in, everything, just tell me a day to do it." Once again, procrastination and avoidance is all I get from them, while I continue to leave them be and don't even go into their room because yknow, it's their room, even when the glances I do get inside look like complete and utter hell as there is literally piles of things FILLING the corner of the room where the chair is, to the point where you cannot even SEE the chair anymore, literally. So here comes New Years Eve. The two of them leave the house to go to New Years Furry Ball, a mini-convention that I don't bother to go to because I think it's too short. I tend to only go to 3 day weekend cons that take place at hotels.) So you can see what I'm thinking yes? "This is my one, and probably ONLY chance to get this shit DONE and FIX this hoarding mess that's in my house. Let's do this!"
I go out and buy the $100 shelving unit I had previously measured would be the best fit for the corner of the room, come home, and start digging. Throwing away literally NOTHING, because I'm not an asshole like my dad who would just whirlwind through my room and toss anything that remotely LOOKED like trash, I take the literal 7 baskets of clothing and put them on the bed for now, then take the literal stack of papers that ate 90% mail and put them into a box for them so that the papers wouldn't slide and fall everywhere at the slightest touch like they were about to. I take ALLLLL of the food items they had in there and put them out onto the kitchen counters for them to put away when they get back wherever in the kitchen they want, because yknow, thats where food belongs, in the kitchen. I then empty their trash bin and all the trash that was sitting around it that was clearly tossed there because the trash can was full and they were too lazy to ever empty it because it's a can that has a closing lid. I take all the stuff they had stored by letting it sit on the floor and put it on top of their desks. At LAST I was able to REACH the lazyboy. I manage to get it out of the room, and then I vacuumed up a bunch of dust from the carpet, literally black in the corners by the walls because they hadn't even been able to reach back there in multiple years. FINALLY I managed to put up the shelving unit and put away a bunch of their stuff onto the shelving unit including those 7 clothing baskets.
All that took me 8 hours to do, and the shelving unit cost me a hundred bucks. I telegram them a picture of the work I'd done and how the room looks now, and the only response I get is that they are PISSED. Pissed off enough to count as enraged. Not going to copypaste what they yelled at me about but some highlightable word choices are "this was illegal" "I can't believe that I can't trust my room" "rummaging through my things" "you violated me"
Now, not to put up an entirely innocent facade. They're right. I didn't ask them right before they left for permission first. Huge fuck up on my part, I'll admit, and I apologized for it (when they literally stormed into my room after getting back, screaming "FUCK YOU" "YOU ARE THE WORST" in my face and punching my trash can in aggression while I'm there trapped in a corner wondering if I'm about to be aggravatedly assaulted by two men who I would be defenseless against, mister "illegal". yeah, how about I counter-sue you for intimidation and violation of MY privacy by entering MY room without permission huh? Exactly what you are pissed off about me having done. So you get to do it because you're pissed off and I don't because I'm trying to amintain my own house?)
But here's the next kickers. Firstly. They hadn't paid their December rents before leaving for their convention. and still haven't as of this typing. Secondly, they haven't talked to me at all, despite me telegramming them in a group chat about doing a house meeting so we can establish some house rules for one another, back and forth, each of us writes a rule, then the next person, and the next person. Grant even went and LEFT the household chatroom. So yeah, the only way I have to talk to them now is literally confronting him face to face, which partly I do not want to do because they are going to be angry and aggressive, I want everything to be on the record now since they threw around the word illegal, meaning me to think they are pissed enough to be potentially considering legal action.
So. I'd already had issues with them for the past few years about how they'd leave clutter in the shared rooms of the house already, rarely put things away after using them, didn't do ANY sort of cleaning around the house except for one thing, the toilet seat, and never communicate anything with me (I'd asked them in the past to let me know if I smell to go take a shower because I can't tell, and they've never done so. Plus we used to have an arrangement because they have a BJ's wholesale membership that they would get household stuff like garbage bags/detergent/dishwasher cubes/paper towels because they can get them much cheaper in bulk and also they went through those all more than I did anyways, but now are hoarding all of those in their room or simply not buying them thus forcing me to buy them, without ever saying "No we're not doing this anymore" at any point to me, so Gee thanks guys for the heads up.) But that tangent aside, I'd had issues with them for years now, but their one saving grace was that I got 2 checks of rent from them, every month, on time, every month. Never missed one. (granted I am only charging them each $400 each, so it's not much at all for NJ (which brings up another issue is that holy hell they have no idea how spoiled they are with this it seems, or have lost sight of it.))
So now for the past month, because I'm not a very confrontational guy, I've been at my wits fucking end trying to figure out how to ask them for the months rent they both owe, while also wondering if this is something they are doing in retaliation, and if they'd ever do this again in the future, because I rely on that fucking rent to stay stable in my income. I literally cannot afford to keep this house without it. I'D EVEN ASKED IF THEY WERE GOING TO PAY ME PARTIALLY, WHICH I'D HAVE AND MAY STILL ACCEPT JUST TO GET A FUCKING DEFINITIVE ANSWER TO THIS MESS OUT OF THEM. Also is what I done REALLY worth a thousand dollar "fuck you"? Cause holy fuck I sure don't think so, especially cause my dad did WAY worse to me even up into my 20's living in his house. My brain has been completely unable to think of anything else this whole month now because of this situation, and because of it I haven't been getting good sleep, nor have I been able to get ANY sort of work done on commissions I owe or anything because my brain is so pre-occupied with thoughts of "Am I gonna have to kick them out? I don't want to, but now I also DO want to? Who would I get to replace them? How fast COULD I replace them? Do I even need to? Are they gonna go back to paying their rent reliably? Or are they gonna continue like this? What do I do? How do I fix this situation? What the FUCK do I do when someone refuses to let me offer a potential solution to fix an obviously broken household, trapping me in my own fucking house in a state of stress???"
Oh and Bob and Grant also never actually signed any sort of lease agreement with me so it's all been off the books anyways and we literally never established any rules for anyone else cause at the time of them moving in they were fucking reasonable people and like I said, somewhere along the line during the covid years in particular that seemed to change.
Am I the asshole here? And regardless of if I am or not, what the fuck do I do?!?! What the fuck do they want from me aside from leaving them alone like I had BEEN doing, and this was the one and only time I would EVER have done anything like this because it was way over the line. Oh, also like I said, my boyfriend is running a gofundme I can't help with cause I'm down on cash because my housemates have withheld their months rent, AND one of my good friends went and had to go to the hospital a week ago, and while he was there his fucking dad died, PLUS my other furry friend whom I'd helped out in the past with stuff (their car is literally under my name for better insurance rate and financing reasons) still owes me 4 grand and hasn't been paying me back anything since October, and another friend who owes me cash but is much better and open and actually talks to me is paused their incremental paying me back cause THEY are on hard times too, OH AND THE MOBILE HOME PARK JUST UPPED MY RENT TOO IN DECEMBER (and I hadn't upped Bob and Grant's rents to match it last time they did, so this time I have to), so THATS all fun and on my mind too along with the looming stress of me knowing I'm not gonna be able to focus on getting long overdue commissions done until I sort this situation out which it looks like it's NOT gonna be sorted out. SO FUCK ME I GUESS????
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XavierMaldonado1 is doing a gofundme because they are behind on finances and work's not giving him enough hours and he needs to get his car right before he can do just about anything. https://www.gofundme.com/f/s9hnq-emergency-funds-needed-please-help So if you can spare any change at all pls send it to him :PThats one thing I wanted to boost right up front, which has been weighing on me some cause I wanna help him more but I haven't even been able to contribute because I myself am tight on cash. Why? Well let me tell you dear friends. It alllll started on New Years Eve.
So for those who do not know, I am a homeowner (mobile home) and to make it affordable for me to live here indefinitely without draining my finances, I rent out the second bedroom which I have no use for myself to 2 other furries who are boyfriends with one another. For the sake of keeping them anonymous to those who don't know them already, Imma call em Bob and Grant. Bob moved in first, then Grant after him, and when they moved in I left some things in the room of mine for them to use, like a couch of mine and a lazyboy recliner among a few other things. The latter is the relevant thing, because as they got furniture for themselves and rearranged the room to their needs, all my former stuff I left in there for them we got out and the only thing left was the lazyboy. Thing is, they didn't use it for sitting in at all, I think ever. It was fine and just sat there for a while, but then I noticed whenever I went in there that they were starting to pile stuff up on top of it, namely clothing baskets full of clothes and stuff. Now I'm not one to but in to other peoples rooms and lifestyles, mostly because I resent the hell out of my dad for doing that just about my entire life living with my folks all the way up until the day I moved out just before turning 30. But it was getting bad the amount they were just chucking things on top of it when the pandemic lockdowns started. I started asking them "Hey, can we like, organize a day where we can get the chairs out and I'll help you guys put in like, shelves and shit so that room can be better organized?"
I ask this of them every so often for about 2 years before changing to "Ok, just gimme a day, and I'll do all the work even. I'll buy the shelves, put them in, everything, just tell me a day to do it." Once again, procrastination and avoidance is all I get from them, while I continue to leave them be and don't even go into their room because yknow, it's their room, even when the glances I do get inside look like complete and utter hell as there is literally piles of things FILLING the corner of the room where the chair is, to the point where you cannot even SEE the chair anymore, literally. So here comes New Years Eve. The two of them leave the house to go to New Years Furry Ball, a mini-convention that I don't bother to go to because I think it's too short. I tend to only go to 3 day weekend cons that take place at hotels.) So you can see what I'm thinking yes? "This is my one, and probably ONLY chance to get this shit DONE and FIX this hoarding mess that's in my house. Let's do this!"
I go out and buy the $100 shelving unit I had previously measured would be the best fit for the corner of the room, come home, and start digging. Throwing away literally NOTHING, because I'm not an asshole like my dad who would just whirlwind through my room and toss anything that remotely LOOKED like trash, I take the literal 7 baskets of clothing and put them on the bed for now, then take the literal stack of papers that ate 90% mail and put them into a box for them so that the papers wouldn't slide and fall everywhere at the slightest touch like they were about to. I take ALLLLL of the food items they had in there and put them out onto the kitchen counters for them to put away when they get back wherever in the kitchen they want, because yknow, thats where food belongs, in the kitchen. I then empty their trash bin and all the trash that was sitting around it that was clearly tossed there because the trash can was full and they were too lazy to ever empty it because it's a can that has a closing lid. I take all the stuff they had stored by letting it sit on the floor and put it on top of their desks. At LAST I was able to REACH the lazyboy. I manage to get it out of the room, and then I vacuumed up a bunch of dust from the carpet, literally black in the corners by the walls because they hadn't even been able to reach back there in multiple years. FINALLY I managed to put up the shelving unit and put away a bunch of their stuff onto the shelving unit including those 7 clothing baskets.
All that took me 8 hours to do, and the shelving unit cost me a hundred bucks. I telegram them a picture of the work I'd done and how the room looks now, and the only response I get is that they are PISSED. Pissed off enough to count as enraged. Not going to copypaste what they yelled at me about but some highlightable word choices are "this was illegal" "I can't believe that I can't trust my room" "rummaging through my things" "you violated me"
Now, not to put up an entirely innocent facade. They're right. I didn't ask them right before they left for permission first. Huge fuck up on my part, I'll admit, and I apologized for it (when they literally stormed into my room after getting back, screaming "FUCK YOU" "YOU ARE THE WORST" in my face and punching my trash can in aggression while I'm there trapped in a corner wondering if I'm about to be aggravatedly assaulted by two men who I would be defenseless against, mister "illegal". yeah, how about I counter-sue you for intimidation and violation of MY privacy by entering MY room without permission huh? Exactly what you are pissed off about me having done. So you get to do it because you're pissed off and I don't because I'm trying to amintain my own house?)
But here's the next kickers. Firstly. They hadn't paid their December rents before leaving for their convention. and still haven't as of this typing. Secondly, they haven't talked to me at all, despite me telegramming them in a group chat about doing a house meeting so we can establish some house rules for one another, back and forth, each of us writes a rule, then the next person, and the next person. Grant even went and LEFT the household chatroom. So yeah, the only way I have to talk to them now is literally confronting him face to face, which partly I do not want to do because they are going to be angry and aggressive, I want everything to be on the record now since they threw around the word illegal, meaning me to think they are pissed enough to be potentially considering legal action.
So. I'd already had issues with them for the past few years about how they'd leave clutter in the shared rooms of the house already, rarely put things away after using them, didn't do ANY sort of cleaning around the house except for one thing, the toilet seat, and never communicate anything with me (I'd asked them in the past to let me know if I smell to go take a shower because I can't tell, and they've never done so. Plus we used to have an arrangement because they have a BJ's wholesale membership that they would get household stuff like garbage bags/detergent/dishwasher cubes/paper towels because they can get them much cheaper in bulk and also they went through those all more than I did anyways, but now are hoarding all of those in their room or simply not buying them thus forcing me to buy them, without ever saying "No we're not doing this anymore" at any point to me, so Gee thanks guys for the heads up.) But that tangent aside, I'd had issues with them for years now, but their one saving grace was that I got 2 checks of rent from them, every month, on time, every month. Never missed one. (granted I am only charging them each $400 each, so it's not much at all for NJ (which brings up another issue is that holy hell they have no idea how spoiled they are with this it seems, or have lost sight of it.))
So now for the past month, because I'm not a very confrontational guy, I've been at my wits fucking end trying to figure out how to ask them for the months rent they both owe, while also wondering if this is something they are doing in retaliation, and if they'd ever do this again in the future, because I rely on that fucking rent to stay stable in my income. I literally cannot afford to keep this house without it. I'D EVEN ASKED IF THEY WERE GOING TO PAY ME PARTIALLY, WHICH I'D HAVE AND MAY STILL ACCEPT JUST TO GET A FUCKING DEFINITIVE ANSWER TO THIS MESS OUT OF THEM. Also is what I done REALLY worth a thousand dollar "fuck you"? Cause holy fuck I sure don't think so, especially cause my dad did WAY worse to me even up into my 20's living in his house. My brain has been completely unable to think of anything else this whole month now because of this situation, and because of it I haven't been getting good sleep, nor have I been able to get ANY sort of work done on commissions I owe or anything because my brain is so pre-occupied with thoughts of "Am I gonna have to kick them out? I don't want to, but now I also DO want to? Who would I get to replace them? How fast COULD I replace them? Do I even need to? Are they gonna go back to paying their rent reliably? Or are they gonna continue like this? What do I do? How do I fix this situation? What the FUCK do I do when someone refuses to let me offer a potential solution to fix an obviously broken household, trapping me in my own fucking house in a state of stress???"
Oh and Bob and Grant also never actually signed any sort of lease agreement with me so it's all been off the books anyways and we literally never established any rules for anyone else cause at the time of them moving in they were fucking reasonable people and like I said, somewhere along the line during the covid years in particular that seemed to change.
Am I the asshole here? And regardless of if I am or not, what the fuck do I do?!?! What the fuck do they want from me aside from leaving them alone like I had BEEN doing, and this was the one and only time I would EVER have done anything like this because it was way over the line. Oh, also like I said, my boyfriend is running a gofundme I can't help with cause I'm down on cash because my housemates have withheld their months rent, AND one of my good friends went and had to go to the hospital a week ago, and while he was there his fucking dad died, PLUS my other furry friend whom I'd helped out in the past with stuff (their car is literally under my name for better insurance rate and financing reasons) still owes me 4 grand and hasn't been paying me back anything since October, and another friend who owes me cash but is much better and open and actually talks to me is paused their incremental paying me back cause THEY are on hard times too, OH AND THE MOBILE HOME PARK JUST UPPED MY RENT TOO IN DECEMBER (and I hadn't upped Bob and Grant's rents to match it last time they did, so this time I have to), so THATS all fun and on my mind too along with the looming stress of me knowing I'm not gonna be able to focus on getting long overdue commissions done until I sort this situation out which it looks like it's NOT gonna be sorted out. SO FUCK ME I GUESS????
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I am going to choose to move away instead of get someone to help pay expenses of living in this house that mom left me via inheritance. Even when I'm the roomie, cohabitation arrangements (even with the bestest of friends) has been unfulfilling a lot of the time. At least my best friend and I didn't get friction between us such as you're experiencing.
You'll need to have some agreement in writing with them to continue, and if they refuse to comply, you must do what is needed for eviction. Including planning to change locks and wifi passwords and other access they have that could get abused. Consult with a realtor about rental arrangements carrying forward, some at least can point you toward boilerplate agreement templates and as well go fully through to actually managing the lease.
While yeah, should have at least told them "hey while you're away, I am doing this to solve this issue, if you live with me, you gotta at least have a minimum of housekeeping", you asked and told them plenty that this needed to be sorted out, their reaction is completely overblown, yeah I wouldn't like my stuff shifted about by others, but also, you literally just offered them a proper shelving free to store their stuff, in place of a chair. They should be ashamed, and thank you for this, jeez.
Now, the bigger issue here is not having any paper trace of this, they can just refuse to pay as you don't have a lease to prove they owe you, though you can get them out since they technically aren't legally signed into living here.
I would say if they're already behind like this, yeah, they need out, it may not be instantaneous, but finding someone else who does pay after a while on your own is better than not getting rent anyway and having them around.
If you have friends near-ish and they can come over, you could confront the least aggressive about how they gotta pay to be up to date and apologize to you, pointing out rent is cheap for where they live, or get out by the end of a, IDK what's common there, but let's say 30 day notice, with your friends coming on the final day to force them out, taking their stuff out, and keys, while not great an option, cops could be a way to pressure them out too.
It's not easy, and I get the impression they won't be going easy about it, but, you can still push that, if they don't pay, they're gonna be homeless anyway since *you* won't be able to keep the park either. They're out anyway and if they're gonna be jerks about it, they don't deserve your patience.
Of course, all that is easier said than done, and if you don't have anyone who can come to help... It's definitely gonna be hard to move things forward, but like I said, worst case, they aren't legally housed, you could probably (threaten to) call the cops to force them out though that comes with great caveats...
Really sorry you're stuck in such a situation, I can imagine the stress, regardless, I wish you the best of luck there.
This means you can just kick them out, right?
Then do that, call the police if need be and change all the locks in case they decide to keep a key in secret.
And you shouldn't feel bad about it at all. Not paying rent is a valid reason to immediately kick people out.
Kick them out, like within a week at most, and then search for others to move in.
If you put all their stuff to the curb and change the locks, you may be legally on the hook to pay for their short term costs which would likely be a few thousand dollars.
A lawyer or other expert is the correct person to talk to for information. The average person does not know landlord/renting laws.
Anyway, your legal options will vary from state to state. But as others have said, the biggest barrier is the fact that it was never put in writing. So the very first steps you should take are the ones to get it in writing: Draft up the lease agreement(s), present it/them to them, and make it very clear to them that this is how it's going to be going forward. Either they are going to pay, or you are going to have them evicted. Hell, because of the way they barged into your room, cornered you and threatened you, there might even be leeway that you could have them evicted with restraining orders (though, once again, your legal options will vary from one state to another).
Regarding it being "illegal" for you to go in and put up the shelf... Well, it might have been if there had been a leasing agreement. You own the home and they have nothing to show that they have any stake in it, so unless you go into their room and turn it into a cockfighting ring, their legal options against you are zilch. Feel free to remind them of this if they get pissy at you over the lease agreement. It's not illegal to enter their room until it's illegal for them not to pay you for it.
On a final note... $800 a month? Hell, I'd pay that. And I am in the process of planning to move from Vegas to anywhere-but-Vegas. It's doubtful I'm a viable candidate since it's unlikely I could move a great distance on short notice while half the country is buried in snow, but there can't be three hundred million Americans in the world and only one other who would consider that.
So if you need to evict them, don't worry too much about whether or not you can find a new renter. Worst case scenario is you have an empty room for a while that is contributing exactly as much to the rent as it did when two idiots were occupying it.
As for legal options, well my follow up Journal coming sometime soon will elaborate on what's going on now after this initial posting :P
And the final note, dude, if you want, you absolutely can move in here :) even if I don't have the bedroom available I'll still have my living room/couch available for even cheaper and I'd enjoy your famously vorephilic company ;) hehe. One of my goals when I bought this place of mine, even if it is just a small 2 bedroom mobile home, was to indeed make it a "furry rescue" house, where I'm always open to furs (especially local ones) who need a cheap place to stay temporarily to semi-permanently to come and couch-surf for cheap at, just like Charem's old idea and desire to make a furry halfway house back in the day (when he was a char-boi :P )
It'd be tough to make happen since, like I said, I'm on the other side of the country (unless that J.F. tag only refers to where you started and not where you are now) and will be very likely be road tripping to wherever I go. But I do appreciate the offer, and the Northeast is where what little family I have that's worth giving a darn about is living, so... I'm not exactly turning it down. Just saying that, if you're not desperate to get a renter ASAP, or if you know of any other furs who are local and in need of a place to go, don't turn them down while you're waiting to hear from me.
But I will keep that in mind. Thank you.
The problem was he wouldn't issue receipts, and would only take cash, so I had no proof of monies spent -- and couldn't get tax credits for rent.
When Covid hit, he found someone who would pay more than I was "contributing" under the table and called the police to "evict" me. My written lease gave me 30 days to leave and left him with an tax troubles as I had proof of living and paying him unspecified monies.
If you aren't reporting the income, it might be cheaper to eat the two months than try and collect it.