I go out grocery shopping. I message roommate asking if he wants anything. Candy and cereal bars. So in the middle of my shopping, I get a message how roommate and ex girlfriend had a fight (I guess her stuff is still in my house) whereas, my rommate punched a hole in my hollow basement door. I come home and inspect the damage. Fist-sized hole in my door and roommate shows the cuts on his hand. I told him the door will stay as is cause I have no money to replace it. Then he says ex told her new boy toy that rommate put a knife to her throat and he makes death threats. Roommate calls the cops on the death threats. He said he will fix my door. With no money, no job, can't pay storage unit, and has to pay resitution, How is He Going to Buy Me a New Door. He decides he likes my basement futon and set up a bedroom in the laundry room.
Next day after work, I stop at my old job to chat with work friends. I need a margarita to keep from murdering my roommate. I messaged him that it may be the alcohol talking, but I can't take this anymore. I was tired of him being in my house. The drama, my sky high water bill, the pets who never leave and my Bilbo keeps attacking and Misty hides under the couch, me pulling money out of my retirement account to survive and feed everybody, and now a hole in my door he is never replacing without a job. I can't take this anymore, he need to start paying rent or leave. 6 months was plenty of time to get back on his feet. I bought him a tent. I gave him until the end of July. Naturally, he freaked and said he would out in the morning. My heart was broken. This is what I get for being nice to people.
Once I got home, we discussed it. His received his sentenced on the day I drove him to court. 1 year probation, 6 months is he pays resitution for the check forgery. Kicking him out now was the worst thing I could do to him cause he needs an address for his probation. Actually I wasn't kicking him out now, I said start paying rent or leave. So we agreed he could stay through his probation and he starts paying rent. I said I could keep the tent and take out my niece and nephew camping one day, roommate could come too. They both work and his age.