The annoyance of others

So Dan has a friend, who has not been a friend for long, who I feel is starting to take advantage of us. When we first met this man, I was told he was homeless and living in a storage shed. I felt bad for him and allowed him to stay with us for a couple of days. He joined Dan's Dungeons and Dragons game and this made Dan happy. Because this person didn't really have a place to stay, and because buses are hard to come by on Saturdays, I have allowed him to spend the nights on Fridays. He stays all day on Saturday and Sunday and leaves Monday. Since this is every other weekend, I've dealt with it.

I'm not a person who likes people all the time. I tend to take a while to warm up to people, but I can't really warm up to this guy. He has requested to come to our house now almost every weekend. This has bothered me as I feel like I can't go into my basement because he is there. It's been hard enough dealing with Ben and Tiff and they are family.

I found out not to long ago that this guy doesn't NEED to stay at our place on the weekends, but likes to stay there because we have better internet. GRRR. I can understand that, but I need my space. I feel like my basement is taken hostage, and so is my hubby as he spends time playing games with this guy.

Dan has been really good about telling this guy no, so I am trying to be nice and make sure that the guy can spend some time with Dan.

I am also looking forward to Ben and Tiff going off to Alaska.  They are good kids and I have to admit it has been good for Dan and  I to have the stay with us, but I am ready to have my house back. I miss being able to run back and forth from the bathroom nekkid. I can't wait to have the fridge back and know that whatever food in there is mine. I am looking forward to getting that room painted and arranged. We will be keeping their cats for the few months they are in Alaska, but that's ok.  I will miss them cleaning the bathroom and kitchen. AND especially the litter boxes. I will miss having someone tall enough to reach the high shelves w/out using the step ladder. And I will miss the bit of muscle that I can get to move stuff around.

Small price to pay for my annoyance.