As many have guessed, my new roommate moves in today. I don't think I make the best roommate because I can have control issues. A lot of control issues.
I like my things to be my things and to remain how I put them. Selfish, I know. I haven't reached any sort of stage of selflessness yet.
If something was a certain way before you moved in I don't think you get power over it on your first day in the house--maybe that's just me. They are my dirty dishes, I'll do them tonight. It is my trash, I'll take it to the curb tonight. It is my Christmas wrapping paper, I'll put it in the closet tonight. You just got here, chick, you haven't even spent a night here yet. Hang on for a bit and I'll hand over the reins.
I just have to be laid back and let things go, and she had better be patient.
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