ex-roommate
So, today I took off work and decided to face the facts and kick our roommate out. As it turns out, he was planning on moving out tomorrow anyway, so I helped him move his shit out to his dad's place. There doesn't appear to be any malice left between us, so everything's good as far as that's concerned. Sometimes shit just doesn't work out, and there's nothing wrong with that.
Since I took the day off, I've been cleaning up around the house and finally taking stuff out of boxes I haven't looked at since we moved here. I had a feeling like our ex-roommate's presence was draining my aura (as cheesy as that sounds) and nothing ever got done. I feel a great weight lifted from myself and hopefully we can make the place look more like someone actually lives here.
Since I took the day off, I've been cleaning up around the house and finally taking stuff out of boxes I haven't looked at since we moved here. I had a feeling like our ex-roommate's presence was draining my aura (as cheesy as that sounds) and nothing ever got done. I feel a great weight lifted from myself and hopefully we can make the place look more like someone actually lives here.