At this point I'm just sharing the most ridiculous situations incurred when living in a home shared by an obeast. This is the latest thing but has been bugging me since I moved in.
I love scented candles. I don't do the really sweet cinnamon bun or cupcake scented candles I prefer things like eucalyptus, patchouli, linen, anything kinda earthy or fresh and clean scented. I have a candle warmer light thing and usually have one of those scents on it all the time.
All that being said, I'm not a total inconsiderate bitch and don't mind not using scented candles or whatever with people that have allergies or are especially sensitive to them. Guess who can't deal with my candle? If you guessed hammate, ding, ding, you win! So, being considerate I never have it on unless she's gone for the weekend or whatever.
Last week I discovered a new candle store in an adjacent city that sells soy candles which I love even more. Wide variety of fragrances. I got one for my mom who is sensitive to overpowering smells and she loves it.
Just now I had received a catalog from Yankee Candle company and mumbled something about I may as well throw it away since I can't burn any of the scents I like. Hammie is all "yeah, I know it sucks but it is what it is."
Here's the thing. She has her own candle she burns whenever she feels like it. Take a guess at the scent. If you guessed Cupcake Frosting you totally have the obeast figured out! I mentioned that I was going to try the soy candles and see how that goes and she said "oh, no, I can't do anything soy." Me "I bet if i get a cupcake scented one you can." Her response "yeah, probably so."
I just keep telling myself I will be moving out in a year. I will be moving out in a year. I want to be able to burn my candles. I want a dog. I want to use my beautiful dishes in the kitchen. I don't want to freaking constantly wash used solo cups and try to squeeze them into an already overflowing cabinet full of glasses. WTF!
*I will probably have a story a day for a while now that I've hit my breaking point.
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[–] DammitMoonMoon [S] ago (edited ago)
I do. I like scented candles. They help relax me. I spend a good chunk of money to live here. I would like to be able to light my scented candle. I probably wouldn't care as much if not for the fact that she will light hers, no problem. Basically, what it boils down to is this is not my home. And I'm reminded of that fact in subtle ways like not being able to burn the scented candle I like or paint my room the color I wanted.
It's the principle more than the candle. If I was living here for free or for some really discounted rate then sure, I would just suck it up. But I'm paying more than half the rent for this place. I think I can burn the scented candle I want.
[–] PM_ME_UR_NOODZ 0 points 1 point 1 point (+1|-0) ago (edited ago)
I meant her as much as I meant you. Candles gonna cand and I am totally indifferent to it when they do.
Unless they're coconut scented. Fuck coconuts
[–] DammitMoonMoon [S] ago
Agreed about the coconut scented! Fuck that.