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Another indication that Roommate D has lost all perception of a world outside his marriage:

We ordered new carpet a few weeks ago, and it’s due to be installed this morning. Last night we moved all the bedroom furniture downstairs so we didn’t have to pay the installers obscene furniture-moving fees, but we left the beds upstairs until morning. After I wake up, I haul my bed out to the hallway while Roommate D finishes clearing out his room. I’m about to take off for work, but I notice his bed is pretty thick and probably heavy, so I ask him if he’d like me to help him move it. He mumbles a yes.

So I stand in his door waiting while he’s picking up some random crap from the floor. And I wait.

And wait.

Not too long, but long enough for me to prompt him with a “We should probably move the bed while I’m still here.”

“Yeah, hold on,” he mumbles, going back to pick up various stuff from the floor. He untangles some electrical cables. He puts little things away. Finally, when finished moving all the crap that can be moved by one person, he returns to the bed and I help him move it.

It’s not like he kept me waiting for a half hour, but it was rather annoying to offer help, have it accepted, and then have the assumption made that I’ve nothing better to do than watch while he performs tasks that could just of easily been done after the bed was moved; after I’d left for work. I wonder if he really even noticed that I was standing there, doing nothing.

Again, not a big deal, but I think this contributes to my theory that he no longer feels a part of the world outside his relationship, which is sad.