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Got my 30 day notice for real this time, kind of relieved. He left for LA for like 6 days without really telling me and left all the windows in the house open. Now, that normally wouldn't be a problem if it didn't drop to like 40 degrees every night. So I finally realized hey, hes gone! and shut them. I also discovered I have a thermostat in my room...ohohohoho :D I cranked that shit up to 74 since it was 62 degrees when I got home one night, not cool. I didn't really think about turning it off when I wasn't home, in hindsight I should have but I have never had control over a thermostat before! So I'll admit I fucked up there.
When I get out of the shower today, I walk out to go down to my room, while still in a towel, and suddenly he is all up in my face. "Find a place to live yet?" I am like "uh...you never gave me 30 days? I didn't see a letter..." "Yeah, I did verbally." "Oh, ok then. When does it start?" "From the end of this month" "Ok." "So why didn't you clean your room?" "Well, I did but you are just trying to argue and I am not doing that with you soooo bye." and I walk downstairs. Next thing I know "And don't use my washer and dryer anymore! You wash 1 pair of jeans?! Are you kidding me?!" I kind of laugh since his ignorance makes the whole situation that much funnier. I had to wash them separate due to possibly dying my clothes, and after a few washes they should be good. But it's cool to flip out on people while they are pretty much naked, I understand! He is suddenly down the stairs outside of my room "Why didn't you clean it?" "I am not going to fight with you" "I am not trying to fight" "Ok then." "So why did you have it so warm in here? Why didn't you clean your room?" "Not trying to fight..." as I am trying to close the door. "Well I want to argue! You cost me money!" "Ok, I don't." and I close the door.
Like, no. I do not pay $400/mo to get bitched at for 1) washing my fucking clothes 2) keeping myself fucking warm when his dumb ass leaves for a trip with all the windows open and finally 3) get bitched at when I have someone stay the night, platonic btw, in my room. No. Done.
So now, I need a new place to live. I have a few options possibly or I could move back in with my Mom. I would rather not move back in with my Mom due to her terrible influence but I feel like I am above that now. I am still terrified of that though, I am doing so good! Working 50 hour weeks, payin my bills, keeping my shit on lock...I don't want to mess that up. I am never home though. Like literally, think about it. I work 9-5, I leave my house at 7:45 AM. I get off around 5 and home around 6:30-7pm. Then I either go chill with friends, go play my ps3 at my bros, or go see my family until about 9 to 10. Then I come home, check FB/Twitter/LJ/PoF until about 11 then I conk out. So I am literally home just to sleep. It's effin stupid.
I am really gonna miss this couch that he gave me though -3- It's so chill!
When I get out of the shower today, I walk out to go down to my room, while still in a towel, and suddenly he is all up in my face. "Find a place to live yet?" I am like "uh...you never gave me 30 days? I didn't see a letter..." "Yeah, I did verbally." "Oh, ok then. When does it start?" "From the end of this month" "Ok." "So why didn't you clean your room?" "Well, I did but you are just trying to argue and I am not doing that with you soooo bye." and I walk downstairs. Next thing I know "And don't use my washer and dryer anymore! You wash 1 pair of jeans?! Are you kidding me?!" I kind of laugh since his ignorance makes the whole situation that much funnier. I had to wash them separate due to possibly dying my clothes, and after a few washes they should be good. But it's cool to flip out on people while they are pretty much naked, I understand! He is suddenly down the stairs outside of my room "Why didn't you clean it?" "I am not going to fight with you" "I am not trying to fight" "Ok then." "So why did you have it so warm in here? Why didn't you clean your room?" "Not trying to fight..." as I am trying to close the door. "Well I want to argue! You cost me money!" "Ok, I don't." and I close the door.
Like, no. I do not pay $400/mo to get bitched at for 1) washing my fucking clothes 2) keeping myself fucking warm when his dumb ass leaves for a trip with all the windows open and finally 3) get bitched at when I have someone stay the night, platonic btw, in my room. No. Done.
So now, I need a new place to live. I have a few options possibly or I could move back in with my Mom. I would rather not move back in with my Mom due to her terrible influence but I feel like I am above that now. I am still terrified of that though, I am doing so good! Working 50 hour weeks, payin my bills, keeping my shit on lock...I don't want to mess that up. I am never home though. Like literally, think about it. I work 9-5, I leave my house at 7:45 AM. I get off around 5 and home around 6:30-7pm. Then I either go chill with friends, go play my ps3 at my bros, or go see my family until about 9 to 10. Then I come home, check FB/Twitter/LJ/PoF until about 11 then I conk out. So I am literally home just to sleep. It's effin stupid.
I am really gonna miss this couch that he gave me though -3- It's so chill!