Feb 21, 2009 12:28
I don't live in that house anymore. Mike still does, but he's going to be leaving soon anyway.
I wanted to go back to that house when he left, but the rent is going to be too high for me. I wanted to have the whole property, but they want $850 for it and that is just bullshit.
So.
Myranda and I live with my boyfriend. Yes. My boyfriend.
I am finally admitting it. I have a boyfriend. Just as Mike has a sort of girlfriend. Only his "girlfriend" isn't exactly a girlfriend... I guess they'll figure themselves out when the time comes, but I know what I have now and I'm happy.
Not only am I happy, but Myranda is happy too. And really that's all I care about.
We are looking for a bigger house. Somewhere that Myranda can have all of her toys in one room. Much unlike here and at Mike's. Her room here is more like a nook. Her room at Mike's is still too small to house her and all of her belongings.
I want my own room too... more of a media room or a spare bedroom for guests, but I don't care. Just more space is all I care for. And a yard. A place for my plants. And a garage.. a place for my boyfriend to hang out and get away from the two most important women in his life... me and Myranda.
Anyway. This has been shocking news to most people that hear about it. Hope I'm not giving anyone a heart attack.
I'm happy now. For the first time in quite a while. I'm not pretending and I'm loving life.
Go me!