Catch up TIme
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Heaven’s! Where do I begin? I guess where I left off last time. I was happy…*smiles ruefully* That didn’t last long. The female roommate was a control freak and both of the guys were her lapdogs. She was ALWAYS right…even when she was wrong. She considers herself a psychologist and thinks she can fix any problems one may have. They may discuss things, but she ultimately has the final say. I refused to bend to her will. She thought I needed fixing. I love who I am and who I am becoming. Do I have flaws? Heck yeah! Am I perfect? A definite no! I’m not sure I even want to be perfect.
It got harder and harder to live there. My ex, instead of coming to me if there were problems of any kind, including intimacy; would talk with her, then SHE would talk with me. There were three people in this relationship and I came in second to her always. Yes, they are best friends and have known each other for years, but he always bowed to her “wisdom” over me. *shakes head* They have a definite lifestyle that works for them, but it did not work for me.
When I told them I wanted out, I knew I would be the bad guy. I told them on December 12…I moved out this past Saturday. It was THE most miserable holiday season I have ever spent. They changed the locks on me and I had to KNOCK to get in the house, and I could only be in the house if one of them was there. All because I had a girlfriend come over and help me move a few boxes to the new place so I would have room to pack more boxes. I had to give them the names and contact numbers of all the friends who were helping me move. It was crazy!
However, I am in my own, lovely apartment now, working through the anger and stress of the past month. It is going to be a cozy, warm sanctuary when I am settled in and it is all mine. *sighs happily* I can cook my own food(I have not cooked in 7 months…it was her kitchen); I can watch TV anytime for however long and WHATEVER I want. I can now have my friends over and play to my hearts content. (The brat in me has only been hibernating, she has awakened and is ready to play!)
Anyway, I am settling down for the night. For the first time in months, I am wishing I could stay HOME from work. Do you have any idea how awful it is to be happier to be at work than at home? I used to start getting sick to my stomach about a half hour before I left work. Now the day can’t go fast enough. *LOL* Life is good!