So much for all the roommate bonding, there’s been some drama today. Things are good with one of the roommates, but with the other things are in not such a great place. I don’t want to rehash all the happenings of today – essentially the center of the drama has to do with my dog and the fact that she isn’t necessarily the most well-behaved pup, and she may have escaped from her kennel this afternoon and chewed up something belonging to said roommate.
The roommate, who I am having conflict with, is it out-of-town for the weekend and will be back tomorrow at some point. We’re going to talk about things, but last time we had a similar issues the talking didn’t go so well…
I seem to have struggles with roommates. My roomie from freshmen and sophomore year of college and I got along fabulously and still do, she’s one of my closest friends. But after that my luck with roommates has been less than stellar. Junior year, I roomed with a girl who I thought was a friend and things turned ugly quickly, ending with me moving out early, continuing to pay rent for an apartment I no longer lived in for a few months, and then paying a hefty sum to break the lease. After that, I shared a suite with some interesting girls who were pretty nice just not the most friendly people. And then , when the sister and I attempted to go apartment hunting in Portland, it became clear we would not be good roommates.
I thought I had this current living situation in the bag as far as roommates go, 2 girls who I genuinely like, we have similar interests, and overall things have gone well. (There have been some bumpy patches, don’t get me wrong, that’s part of the deal about living with people)
More and more I’m starting to feel like this isn’t where I want to be come next September.
Really trying not to worry about this current bump in the road, and just trust that things will work out like everyone (Mom, Dad, friends, roommate who’s not mad at me) has already told m…I just keep over-analyzing the situation and imagining the worst case scenario. It just plays over and over in my mind. I’m really trying to just pray about the situation and know that it will be okay. It’s not the end of the world., it’s hard to do when you’re in the middle of it. And even as I type this, I’m thinking this whole things is just a silly little thing that will be forgotten in a few months time. I will take responsibility for what the dog did, I have no problem doing that, I’m just sort of running out of solutions to solve the dilemmas that keep popping up with the dog. It feels like I can’t win, and that’s where the worry comes in.
However, I found this on Pinterest and it’s an excellent reminder about all the good worrying does…
So I’ll try to keep that in mind and leave the worry behind.
Sorry to be so melancholy over the last few days, praying for a change of heart, maybe not a change of heart, but to find some joy, and trust in God’s plan. Right now I’m not sure where he’s leading me, but I will keep walking
Yikes. I’ll keep praying for that. IT’s hard to feel like you’re walking on pins and needles in your home. This is yucky. I know you nor KAnga meant any harm, and I am hoping that reason takes over for your roomie. I’m so sorry, Katie. The good thing is that we are hoping to hug you out of this in 7 days