So I get into this really bad car accident on Feb. 7th. My car takes 3 wks to fix. Meanwhile, I have to find a ride back and forth to work in Cranston, R.I. every day. Stress. Nothing I can't handle.
Then, Lisa, my "roommate" (who is actually my aunt, just doesn't like to say it in public) starts dating a 20 yr old guy. Her being 30 w/ 2 kids and a mortgage. He is everything I hate. I swear, if you took every characteristic you could possibly find in a person, shot them into one human, the result would be this kid. And his shoes NEVER fucking match his sport coat.
I am really uncomfortable when he is here. Seeing that I pay rent and don't even have my own room. I try not to be pugnacious when he is around, but I can't control it. So Lisa and I fight every day.
But then Justin calls me with some good news. (sigh of relief here) We have an apartment. An AMAZING apartment. Single family, back and front porch, 2 bathrooms,washer,dryer, dishwasher,fridge, and for an unbeatable price. I figure, Justin, Casey and I right? Casey and I have always talked about it. Now he's not sure, but that's cool. Justin and I are too stoked to really care at this point.
So everything is going good, right? Mhmm. I met this girl. Her name, Tara Carrerio. Amazing, smart, beautiful,corrects my english every chance she gets. She's extra ordinary but has those ordinary girl qualms that draw me. She had just broken up w/ her boyfriend a couple of months ago. He was "THE EX". That serious one back from high school? Yeah, him. So she keeps telling me she's not sure if she's ready. But we continue to move the relationship quickly. Valentine's Day, she tapes those words that make everything mean so much more on the inside of a picture frame. A week later I say the same.
So that briefly brings us up to last Friday. The one that just past. I get my car back, and the auto body guy was really good to me. So Friday night Tara and I see each other. I'm figuring, a movie, chinese, and some sex. She starts crying and tells me she's not ready for this. Breaks up w/ me, then tells me if I don't call her tomorrow she'll "throw up". She made me cry. She stayed here the rest of the night, lying on top of me (wtf) until it's time to go.
Yesterday, Justin and I look at this house, and I fall back in love with something instantly.
Great. But figuring out the money, I just dropped a shit load of money on my car and the renewed insurance policy and I'm praying I'll have enough to move in the 2nd wk of March. Casey is not sure if he wants to move out. He says 'cause it will screw up his mom somehow. I kinda think he's scared, he'll have to do his own laundry, and cook occasionally, if I don't. It's my favorite thing, cooking.
I haven't broke the news to Lisa yet, either.