Hello everyone, from the land of Cassey!
I have been going through some stuff lately...so let's talk about it.
First of all, as you all know, I have decided to be a writer. I will talk much more about this on my job blog, but for those of you who only follow this one, I wanted to give a little update. So here goes. I'm not rich, yet. Actually....I'm pretty damned broke! LOL! But it's not so bad. I have taken on a roommate and we split the expenses....but that is a whole nother story! The point is, while I am always broke and that sucks, I also do not have to go to work in an office every day with a boss that I hate doing a job that I hate...I'm pretty happy. Moneywise, so far, it stinks. On the happiness rating for my job - I'm rating pretty high. To be continued in my job blog...
Now, on to the roommate. He's just a kid, really. He is 18 years old and he drives me up the wall. He is messy, often inconsiderate, regularly bitchy (he's gay and a little on the flamboyant side). There are very few things around the house that are his responsibility. He is responsible for mowing the grass during the summer (because, gay or not, he is STILL a guy!), taking out the garbage (again, GUY!), and washing the dishes (I can't throw this one into the stereotypically guy type chore category, but since I do ALL the cooking in the house, I feel that him doing the dishes is fair!). He very rarely does these on his own without me having to throw a little bitch fit of my own.
I try to be patient.
He IS a kid, and he has never lived on his own before. So I throw out these little "reminders". I will say, for example, on a Sunday night, "Hey, don't forget that the garbage runs in the morning." And he will say, "Okay." So I will sequester myself in my room with my beloved laptop, t.v., cigs, and a glass of iced tea to dedicate myself to yet another night of alternately writing and searching for better paying writing jobs...giving him the benefit of the doubt that THIS TIME, when I wake up, the garbage will be outside waiting for those nice men in the blue coveralls to come and take it away.
Garbage is overflowing the trash can, so I have started putting trash into a separate trash bag hoping that he will see it and get the hint. Every dish in the house is dirty, so I have quit cooking in hopes that starvation may clue him in on the problem. Yet....still nothing happens. That is when I have to start getting ugly about it. I do not like this side of myself, but unfortunately this is the only side that he will actually listen to.
Of course, I have to say that NOW, he is finally paying his share in the house. I pay the rent, and he pays the bills. Which I believe is fair, because the rent comes to a much higher amount than our bills do and because he did not pay any bills or anything else for the first several months he lived here. Of course, seeing it now written out in black and white.....I think I may be screwing myself! LOL! But it is working for now....
Hmmm....I see that I haven't written anything about my Ryan lately. Well, things on the relationship front could NOT be better! This man is so supportive and wonderful. Even being in Florida (STILL...UGH!), just talking to him on the phone can make everything in my life seem manageable. He believes in me and loves me and I have no idea what I would do without him in my life.
Okay....it has just occurred to me that it is 5:00 a.m..........IN THE MORNING!!! GRR! I really wanted to update all three of my blogs tonight. Guess it's not going to happen.
So, I am going to stop here, then post another update here (finishing what I didn't get to say here already, lol!), then I will go update the other two.
Thanks, to everyone who has stayed loyal!