Short and Sweet
I wrote the title before I wrote the post, as a reminder to keep it short, cos the last post was way long. And it resulted in a burnt dinner. This time I have eaten first (though I did forget about the boiling pot on the stove while chatting to my good friend N).
Anyway, had a random thought that was too long for twitter, and thought I’d write it here instead. Background info: lawyer booked a bus tour for 2 in England. Had me wondering for about 5 minutes till he said his mum was the second person lol.
Anyway, he would be pleased to know that he’s in a much better place, sitting next to his mum, on a bus in England. I am itching like crazy. This is WAY worse than the time I had an allergic reaction to flucanazole and was itchy all over for days with a rash, then was itchy even after it cleared up until I switched to boring, plain body wash and Aqueous cream. The whole time he was a little wary it was going to be contagious lol. This time it’s like huge concentrated red welts of itchyness. On my knees. From the damn strapping tape the physio uses. The second time she rubbed some Mylanta on my knee first, which is supposed to help, but I swear that knee is WAY worse. And I know I shouldn’t scratch, but I just get completely overcome by the urge and just have to scratch. Argh. I tried anti-histamines and anti-itch cream. Not helping. Think I’ll have to get more of that bland, boring body wash crap again too. She put a white tape ‘underlay’ on yesterday, so hopefully it won’t get any worse.
Also, as an update, I told the flatmate I was intending to unrearrange (yea, I made that up, I kinda like it though 
) the lounge and give over the study to become 100% storage. I explained that Krista and I had rearranged FOUR rooms to accommodate and that I find the new couch really uncomfortable and soft. I also mentioned that when we advertised we said everything was here, we didn’t really need anything else. She said she’d think about it. I’m not sure what there is to think about, because it’s happening if I have to wreck my back some more to get it back the way it was! Where’s a hot guy to do the heavy work when you need one? On a bus with him mum apparently… Actually he’s never seen my house, and likely never will. I don’t like people coming into my space. Yeah, I know, you knew that already
) the lounge and give over the study to become 100% storage. I explained that Krista and I had rearranged FOUR rooms to accommodate and that I find the new couch really uncomfortable and soft. I also mentioned that when we advertised we said everything was here, we didn’t really need anything else. She said she’d think about it. I’m not sure what there is to think about, because it’s happening if I have to wreck my back some more to get it back the way it was! Where’s a hot guy to do the heavy work when you need one? On a bus with him mum apparently… Actually he’s never seen my house, and likely never will. I don’t like people coming into my space. Yeah, I know, you knew that already That was a big thing with my ex. He totally took over my life and dictated my every move and when I finally got out of there into this house I deliberately avoided him because I didn’t want him in my house, I wanted something that was mine, uncontaminated by his lazy, while dictaterous, ass. Another new word. Anyways, once I got the house settled and the nerve up I saw him one last time for the break up. Haven’t seen or heard from him since, incidentally. I was surprised, I thought he might be one of those clingy guys. Cleanest break up I ever had.
Anyways, here it is, short and sweet, done.
Next time she says she’s “thinking about it” maybe you should tell her to be thinking about someplace else to live. I hate people who try to wreck the existing harmony and a residence. Blah.
Comment by Kari — July 18, 2008 @ 2:37 am
roommates! Bleh!
Comment by Michele — July 18, 2008 @ 10:56 pm
Why is it never easy living with someone else?
Comment by Friglet — July 22, 2008 @ 1:56 am
The last time I had to share was back in 2001-2003 when my hubby and I were living in London. 7 people crammed into one two level terrace house equals much drama and I was glad to get out of there. I don’t envy your flatmate dramas at all. Oh and as for ‘dictaterous’ boyfriends? I’ve noticed if you kick them to the kerb they often disappear for good, having realised you are too much hard work and will go find someone else easier to push around.
Comment by Melissa W — July 23, 2008 @ 12:15 pm