Saturday, August 11, 2007

So... I know first off, that Con is the only one who reads my LJ posts. So she is probably the only one that knows about the small predicament I'm in at the moment. So I'll enlighten everyone.

Last Monday, as I was walking out the door to go to work, my room mate stopped me and let me know she was going to be having a realer come by the next day to look at the house. My first thoughts were "Oh fantastic, and my room is a mess and its just not going to get cleaned". Both Bruce and I had Tuesday and Wednesday night off so the plan was I was going to go spend some happy time with him as oppose to boring time by myself. Which ment I wasnt coming home after work. Hence the messy room with an inability to clean it.

So.... That little bit of information and a little questioning (IE. Are you selling for sure? Are people going to be walking through my room while Im asleep? cause I might be forced to kill them... Etc etc) lead to a fair bit of panic as the sales market for homes right now is fairly fast moving and she planned on putting the house on the market ASAP. I go on Vacation a week from today. Which firstly equals me not being home as the original intention with the time off was to spend it with Bruce, and secondly equals me being short a pay cheque as I havent been full time long enough to have built up substantial paid time off. So... being the level headed and optimistic person that I am, I panic slightly and figured I was going to be out of my house by September first and I wasnt going to have a new home and I was going to be forced to move back in with my parents and the world as we know it would implode and we would all be forced to colonize the moon, leaving me still homeless.

So I approached Bruce, and said. "Hey... you're pretty rad and stuff. Why dont you's and me lives together and you can be my mans?" Or something like that... I actually think I chickened out and started acting weird and he brought it up.... anyway... That eventually and roundaboutly lead to a fight involving me acting like a five year old (Though I think that overall my logic does make sense.) and he got very irritated and told me to smarten up (Cause while I might have had a logical idea, it doesnt mean that it would work in real life being as I'm beginning to suspect that there is actually a law of physics that prevents logic from working in real time.) So... basically I was back where I started, planning on getting a place alone, short a pay cheque, boyfriend being grumpy with me, and me with alot of boxes to pack.

So... Apparently once someone DOES decide to buy the place, they have to wait 60 days, so that means the earliest I have to be out is Octoberish.... Which after I took a deep breath and realized that I was rushing things way to fast, thinking I had no time, it made more sense. And while houses are selling fast in this area... I can probably be lucky enough to hope that the place wont sell till at least September... which gives me enough time to get some money saved up and look for a place and maybe.... MAYBE even talk to Bruce again and get him to reconsider.

The only thing that could possibly throw a major monkey wrench into the thing as a whole is the fact that I'm really getting irritated with some of the situations at work. I considered just walking out last night after I was treated in a manner that I thought was really rude. I had walked out of the back, trying to find a cart, and was questioned why I was back there to begin with as I stopped to pick on Bruce for a moment. Of course I only went back to see him as I had spent a good half the week prior trying to drive him insane and I never ever try to apply myself to my job and I wouldnt in a million years think of doing my job when that's what I'm getting paid for. (Note sarcasm on that sentance)

And the fact that I was yelled at for knowing a person had been let go when our supervisor made it a group announcement a week back. Apparently I'm not suppose to know and shouldnt have mentioned it in passing to the merchandise manager (My supervisor's supervisor). Of course its all my fault that she shouldnt have told us to begin with but did. I see all the logic that situation is seeped in and it makes me question my supervisor's truthiness. And honesty. And over all trustworthyness.

And thats all Im going to say about work besides Im getting tired of the stupidity of the situation there.

On the upside... Im kinda really looking forward to getting my own place even if Bruce doesnt move in with me. It will provide me with a new sense of freedom and so long as Im not rushed into finding a place, I look forward to it. I dont look forward to the actual packing... but the living in a new place will be cool.

Less than a week till I'm free from work.
Sita
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