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| Thursday, April 14, 2005 |
| Listening to your intestines? |
Hmm...sounds much better to say "going with your gut." Not sure why.
Anyway, I had a nice dinner with my friend. She is and always has been a really good friend. She's not my best friend, though, and I think that does make a difference (for the positive in a roomie situation). We are close but not inseperable.
About an hour before our dinner I had gotten online and started looking at places and getting ideas for how to draft a roommate agreement, etc. I was getting so excited looking at floorplans and pet rent and thinking about setting up house and picking out furniture. I went to the dinner ready to say "let's start looking in October." I really did.
We hit on quite a few points. We talked about rent, and boyfriends, overnight guests, family, laundry. We didn't really disagree on anything at all. But something was holding me back. I kept trying to push it away and not listen to it. She's going to be a great roommate, and I want to move now. But the little voice kept saying, "but you had it all worked out for the next November not this one. Think about it, by next year your credit debt will be all but completely gone, your car is paid off soon, you'll have had 2 raises. Roomie will be more financially sound, too. What happened to being glad to not have to move everything again this year? What happened to staying planted and paying things off?"
Eventually I had to listen to that voice. It wasn't about Roomie, it was about me. I knew what the right thing for me to do was, as much as I wanted to move and as much as I wanted to help Roomie out. I did what a 28-year-old woman (by now I should be mature, Amanda) should do and based my decision on what I knew about myself and what I had experienced in the past.
I think I surprised her as well as disappointing her. It was kind of disappointing to me, too. But I really think I made the right decision. |
posted by LoRi~fLoWer
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