I wish that my fiancé and I didn't have such bad luck with roommates. My MIL is driving me in-fucking-sane. Our last 2 sets of roommates- both married couples- the wife wound up being a lying crazy bitch. (Excuse my French. I'm just frustrated)
We didn't have any luck with roommates either... And if I had to live with my mother-in-law... Never mind. I wouldn't. I would rather sleep outside. In a box. In the cold.