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I am 25, and I live with a 52 year old woman. My roommate has changed her attitude towards me and its been growing steadily worse for four months. First she started throwing temper tantrums when I have my friends over for dinner. I like to invite friends over (usually one or two people, but sometimes a big party) and have nice, casual dinners with them. My friends are all gainfully employed, home-owners who are married and some of them have kids. After the first temper tantrum, in which my 52 year old roommate slammed a bunch of doors and threw a childish tantrum in the middle of our dinner, I asked her why she was acting like that. She immediately started telling lies. She said "your friend let herself into the house while you weren't home" but when I questioned her further about it, she said my friend actually rang the door bell and that my roommate let her in. She went on to criticize a few other people, then she said that my riff-raff friends need to stay out of our house. This was in January.

Fast forward to April. Things have gotten so weird between us and I keep asking her if there is a problem. She says always says no. But now I'm so uncomfortable with having friends over that I actually ask her for permission! If she says yes, then I guess its ok, but she's still thrown temper tantrums afterward. Then the other night my boyfriend and I decided to stay outside in the car and talk. We weren't being loud at all, we were very quiet. Over the course of the next two hours, I saw her bedroom light go on and off repeatedly and even saw her face in the window looking at us. Then, after two hours, the cops showed up. As soon as they realized that I live here, Janine came outside and started yelling at me. Calling me inconsiderate, and asking what the hell I thought I was doing in outside anyways.

Since then its been two days. I have tried to get her talk to me about it so we can find a solution, but she just told me to "get over it, I am."

I don't want to move because the rents cheap and I have a large dog. But I don't think I want to deal with the old lady any more. God! I have good friends her age, and she calls them all riff raff! I wonder if it isn't just "the change."