It’s my last day of work and I am ready to be done. The move is going pretty smoothly, but I am sick of packing and planning and cleaning and saying goodbye. I’m only taking what I can fit in my Corolla, and of course that means I have to go through everything and decide what can be left behind. I sold my furniture and spent all last weekend moving it. That was super fun. My grand plans to hit up all the touristy stuff I’ve spent the last two years avoiding didn’t come to fruition, but that is fine by me. I figure if I haven’t done it by now, it can’t be all that important.
Sadly, after a year and a half without a single fight, it looks like I am going to be moving out on a sour note. My roommates want some girl they sort of know (and when I say that they ‘know’ her, I mean they just met her this past weekend) to move in, but she can’t move in until July. And there are two other girls that can move in right now. I understand that they would prefer to know the person moving in, but this is totally last minute and I don’t think it’s fair to make me pay an entire month’s rent when there are two perfectly fine people ready to move in right now. And there’s nothing I can do about it because they have veto power over anyone and that’s it. End of story.
Obviously, it kind of sucks to pay rent somewhere I am not living, but it’s not even about the money. It’s just annoying that they have been dilly-dallying this entire month and I don’t feel like they made any effort to help me out at all. I try to tell myself that they don’t owe me anything and that I did sign a lease and that if the roles were reversed I would want to be picky about a roommate too. But I also think that if I was in their shoes, I wouldn’t have put off showing the room until the weekend before one of them was leaving. And that’s the part that I find annoying.
And the real kicker is that now they are mad at me for being annoyed. I didn't even say anything to them, they just saw my stupid facebook status message and decided that my irritation was totally out of line. Well, fuck that. I refuse to get into a fight with them over a facebook status message, one, and two, I'm outta here on Sunday so who cares what they think anyway. It's not like we're going to keep in touch. We got along, but we weren't BFF or anything. But my anger makes me wonder if I am totally out of line. Sometimes it’s hard to judge if I am just being selfish or if I have a legitimate complaint.