I turn down a paying lodger and a stray cat – we’re overcrowded already

With four grownup kids in the house, there is never space for me on the sofa and I long for the luxury of a bathroom with no one rapping at the door

Living with five adults, four of them grownup children, means I am rarely on my own. Mysteriously, the only time that nobody is around is when the doorbell rings, so I spend my days running up and down the stairs to open the door to other people’s deliveries. But when I want to use the bathroom, someone is always there.

Sharing with a crowd means our fridge, filled on a Friday, is empty by Monday, except for a limp carrot and scrapings of pesto in a mouldy jar. Every room I walk into has music playing. There is never any space for me on the sofa. In the shower, the hot water runs out when I’m in the middle of washing my hair. I dream of the luxury of a bathroom with no one rapping at the door to ask when I’ll be finished.

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from Children | The Guardian http://ift.tt/2wZRYQw