Those who know me have seen my track record of failed housemate situations. Well... here is another to add to the list! I tried to be patient with another human beings crap so I could reduce my rent but there is a point when someones crap is not worth any dollar amount. So in December I asked him to find somewhere he and all of his crap would fit. It was a hassle, a headache, I'm now broke, but gosh darn it I'm SO much happier.
When he moved out I was left with a wide open uncluttered space and no couch. oops! Lucky for me my friend Libby was looking to get rid of a futon. Even luckier, it was cute!
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| Doris likes it already! |
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| Assembly commencing in comfort of slippers and sunshine. |
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| Starting to resemble a piece o' furniture |
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| I now have a proper living room, hooray! |
I'm sure someday I will do something silly like fall in love and I will have to share a space, but until then...
Living alone is for me. Alone, if you don't count the cats that is.
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