I just realized that it is not very likely that I will ever again need to use my created category “life with the MoFo” which kind of makes me a little sad because really? How awesome of a category name is that?
Mostly though I am glad. The thank God I can finally call him ex-roommate finished picking up his stuff tonight. He brought his new roommate (isn’t it interesting that the same friend who berated Will so badly STILL wouldn’t let the ex-roommate stay with him?) with him and it took about ten minutes to get the rest of his stuff boxed and out.
Will and I may or may not have closed the door behind him after his last load and then yelled “FREEDOM!” and done happy dances in our kitchen. I may or may not have announced “I am going to go into the back bedroom. Why?? Because I can!” and then marched into the back bedroom and shouted “look at all of the space we suddenly have!”
It feels mean to maybe or not have done these things but at the same time…. not so much. You know?
I’m almost hesitant to write about it because I don’t want to tempt Murphy (as we all know, I am Murphy’s prison bitch) but honestly? It feels like a giant anvil has been lifted off my back. I might be presented with some new form of stress in the morning but for right now? I’m really relieved. And almost optimistic!
Also, look! A new theme already! I really hated not having the posts listed the way the old theme has. This template isn’t perfect–the comments page looks funky in Mozilla (usually its IE that won’t work correctly) but I can live with that for now!
So my blog hasn’t been super posty for a while. The main reason is that I wanted to give my post about Dr. Davaran some time at the top of the page. My traffic has shot way up because of that post and while I always like getting more traffic, it makes me happy because I think it says something about just how great he was.
Also, to be honest, I haven’t been posting because most of what I would write about would be a certain [insert favorite curse word here] roommate and his [insert another favorite curse word here] moods. Dude lays on his butt all day watching movies that he streams over the internet (slowing down the connection making it hard for me to work) and then complains about how hard it is to find a decent job. Will and I have both been sending him links to job postings on Monster, Craigslist, Carrerbuilder, OregonLive–you name it and all of the listings are either too hard, too far away, too boring sounding or don’t pay enough (he won’t go to work for less than $13 or $14 an hour).
Somebody please adopt this mofo.
I’ve started journaling–something that I haven’t done very much of since I started my blog. I know I can vent on the internet but a) it will get boring after a while, if it isn’t already and b) I firmly believe that I shouldn’t blog about anything that I wouldn’t feel totally comfortable saying to someone else’s face. For example, if [curse word curse word] roommate were to come out here right now and say “did you call me a mofo on your blog?” I’d respond with “yeah, did you miss the part where I called you lazy too?” But with the journal I can bitch and moan and whine about just about everything and not have to worry about boring people or incurring the wrath of aforementioned mofo. Will tells me that I can vent to him all I want and need but…he loves me and he’s a fixer and I’d rather save up my “you will never guess what he did” for a time when the sentence isn’t finished with “he spent all day lying around AGAIN!” It is quite a relief to have a place of my own to do just that. And it is saving us money too because my Tums consumption has gone down considerably in the few days since I started journaling again.
But don’t worry, I won’t neglect you oh faithful bloggy friends.
And I will leave you with some happy news. With any luck and barring a meteor shower or other disaster, we might have found our wedding venue! I don’t want to put a link to it up yet because we haven’t signed any contracts or paid any deposits yet, but once we do that I’ll be sharing a lot!
