…to my flatmate.
Did I make you guys think I was saying good bye to the blogosphere??? =)
Anyway, I finally gave the flatmate notice. You know about some of the behaviours I had complained about? The not cleaning up when spilling things, not helping out with the cleaning of the house and having the boyfriend over often? Well, I had spoken to her about it as you all know. And while things changed for a while, I noticed she would start re-engaging in those behaviours again.
For instance, after talking about sharing the vaccuuming (each doing it once a month) she did it once. And that was it. And there was still tea or pasta sauce I would find dried up on the kitchen bench. And her starting to talk a lot more about religion and about how god made our cells. And then the last couple of weeks, the boyfriend started coming over more than just the couple of times agreed upon.
And I lost it.
Something snapped in my brain. What with work stress and all. And not much change in 7 months. I bit the bullet and on Friday I gave her notice and told her that a friend was going to move in. [Because I am still a bit chicken] I gave her three weeks’ notice, apologised for springing it on her and said I could help out.
And then this evening, she left me a message saying things worked out easily for her and she can move out the coming Saturday. So I might have the place to myself for a while until I find someone new.
This time around, I am going to have to be more careful and set ground rules right from the beginning! At least I have learnt something from that.
And now to just hope I don’t end up with a psycho! =P
Until next time,