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Oh man
So..a lot has happened in the last two weeks. The main one being my roommate dropped the bomb that she did not want to renew our lease. WHAT?! That left me a month and a half to find a place.
Well, I did. I'm moving. On my own. No roommate, nothing. Just me and my cats. I sound like I'm 50, I'm not. I'm excited and scared at the same time. I've always had a roommate or my parents around. Now, it's just me. I think I will like it. I hope. It's a two bedroom so I can get a roommate when I decide, if I even want to. I'm going to try this whole "living on my own" thing. I'm moving on the first and I haven't even started to pack. I've thought about it. I will probably do it on the 1st. My poor boyfriend. Not only does he have to help me move, but now he's got to help me pack. He's survived my cooking, he should be able to survive this.
Here's the kicker, my roommate hasn't found a place yet. She's mad at me. The way I see, she said she wanted to move on, and I did and she's being sluggish about it. Not my fault, sucker. I think she's jealous. She's got to be.
These last two weeks have taught me that life it utterly unpredictable no matter how much you prepare, or choose not to prepare. Either way, you're not prepare. haha, did that make sense? Taking it one day at a time sometimes isn't the best idea, but isn't the worst either. What I've learned is that it's never really a big deal, no matter how bad it seems. You'll work through it, it might take time, but it will get better if you allow it to. DO NOT DWELL ON THE PAST, learn from it and move on. I think I've grown up more in these past two weeks than I have in the past year.
That is a great example of growth in understanding...and placing items in Perspective.
Posted by B_Donald_Khoury
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