I will never NEVER do a roommate situation ever again. Here's my list of winners:
- Klepto Roomie. After I suspected, I locked my door. That didn't stop her. At first it was petty things like hairclips and clothing. Then it was money. The last straw was over a necklace my BF had given me. I turned my room upside down looking for it to no avail. About a week later, her mom called and bragged that Klepto Roomie had gotten her a beautiful necklace for Mother's Day -- and described the exact necklace I "lost".
- Confused Roomie. When she moved in, she was straight, working on a separation from her husband. Then, she was lesbian. Then, she brought home a boyfriend, who was going through gender issues. Said BF became GF, but still preferred to be called by his name but with the female pronoun. All fine and dandy, even when they'd get angry with me for mixing up pronouns. The last straw: part of their experimentation meant BF/GF walking around in the nude, doing the "tuck"... all over the apt.
- Addict Roomie. Self explanatory. Last straw: Walking into my apt building, I noticed some police activity. I walked past them and up another flight of stairs to my own apt. Addict Roomie roughly pulls me into apt., hysterically insisting I help her flush her stash down the drain. Addict Roomie's BF was in next room, alternately screaming ("You can't do that to MY drugs, you b!tch") and crying.
That was it. I've been roomie-free for almost a decade. NEVER going back.
Word of advice to you: SCREEN and ask for references!!!!!!
Edited to say: If it's your apt., be sure to state that you reserve the right to request (with 30 day notice) that your renter vacate the premises. Comes in handy.