Well it's been an age since I wrote anything and not a whole lot has changed. Still at the same dead end job. I did get a promotion. Of course this "promotion" didn't include a raise, so essentially I took on more responsibility without better pay. Because I'm smart.
Still living in my craptastic apartment, but that is all about to change at the end of the month. I am (for the first time in my life) shacking up with a gentleman caller. And I'm doing it after knowing him for 4 months. What could go wrong?? The GC is quite swell and we're pretty sweet on one another, but pretty sure I'm equally excited and terrified. I love that I have my own little place to retreat to when the fuss starts to boil over. I love that if I choose not to shower for days on end (ok, usually just the weekend) I can wallow in my own filth without judgement. I can eat Totino's pizza, macaroni salad, a gallon of Pepsi and a tub of ice cream in front of the tube without having to worry the GC thinks I'm a total pig. And I absolutely LOVE that every Sunday I can buy a magnum of wine, drink the whole god damn thing and crack clean my apartment. What will the GC think when he comes home and I'm 3 sheets to the wind and scrubbing the floorboards with a toothbrush? Won't seeing me look like hell every morning take away from some of the magic? Do I have to walk into the other room to fart?
I guess I've just enjoyed living alone for the most part, but I'm looking forward to seeing how this all plays out. Plus he's got a back yard for Sir Stinks Too Much, and I'm planning on asking if we can get a chicken. Fresh eggs and no guilt, AWESOME.
Blasphemous
10 years ago
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