Time to get organised…

Wow, so many updates in such a small time frame. More news from the World of Al.

Terry came to see me today and told he’s moving out at the end of July. I must say I am quite relieved yet at the same time a bit regretful as it is due to our chat (see Oh… Fuck. Pt. 1 and Pt. 2 for details) last week that he has reached this decision. He will be moving into Lenny’s house, which isn’t a million miles away. I wished him well and breathed a sigh of relief.

Now, I can start putting my house in order and get my shit together. My loan application has gone through and I am just awaiting final confirmation that the money has been transferred to my account, and I’ll have the freedom to do as I please at home without worrying about getting in the way of anyone else.

It’s a shame it has ended like this, but if I never see Heidi again it will be too soon. Last night she came wandering into my room without any notice to show me the outfit she’d made. “I don’t give a flying fuck about the outfit you’ve made, honey, and I’m just about to go to bed. I’m semi-nude and fucking tired. Leave me alone!”

No, I didn’t say that, but hell I wanted to. I don’t think I’ve ever found anyone quite as annoying as her. Poor kid, she doesn’t do anything wrong, she just is who she is. No more Heidi, one good reason to celebrate Terry leaving.

Yay!

DT


3 thoughts on “Time to get organised…

  1. Everything happens for a reason right?

    I too was in the same situation, well almost. (I believe I posted about it already).

    Well atleast you will have the house to yourself. If you can afford it and live the good life, then great! I never did mind the whole “roomate” thing, but after a certain amount of time, it can get to a person.

    When I got my first place, I loved it. It was [i]my[/i] home, and I could do as I pleased and didn’t have to take shit from anyone.

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  2. Silly gizmo =P

    That’s freaking wierd that she’d just wander into your bedroom un announced for such a reason. The only thing that’d get me through someone’s door without knocking is an emergency of sorts =

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