The move is going pretty well, I’ve got a large chunk of my stuff out of the apartment and into the house. The problem I continue to run into however is that once I get to the house, I don’t really want to leave so I’ll spend hours there just enjoying everything before making another trip to fill up my vehicle and drop things off. I really like being there.

My best friend is slowly beginning to get moved in. I told him that he needs to collect his stuff from all the random places that he has it stored because I want all his stuff in one location – at our house. There is tons of storage space so it’s not exactly going to get in the way. He needs a place to call his own..

I believe however that his girlfriend is going to become quite the problem. I’m not sure that she understands the concept that it is my best friend and my place – and her staying there is solely up to our discretion. If (when) things don’t work out between the two of them, she DOES have a place to go – back to her moms house. Up until now, my best friend did not have that luxury. But when she was at the house yesterday, it was like she thought she could call the shots just because her dumbass got pregnant a year ago and her baby gave her magical powers of some variety.

I’m the one that spent two months getting this house while she manipulated my best friend into getting back into a relationship. I’m the one that made sure my best friend had a place to stay while she stirred up drama about him on her Facebook. I will not let her walk all over him while he is at his own house – I will certainly not let her walk all over me while in my own house.

The original plan when getting the house never involved her, those two didn’t want anything to do with each other until she saw the house we were getting and suddenly her manipulative bitch mode went into over drive. I’m considering writing up (or getting) a lease agreement for her. She is essentially the guest there, the tenant. Her baby does not give her a free pass to march around like my best friend and my house is her house.

This house – it’s location will essentially save us a lot of money considering how close it is to, well, stuff. My best friend and I like to play basketball from time to time. We used to have to drive 30 minutes just to get to a park “near by”, at the house there will be 3 parks with basketball courts – and they are all only minutes away, in city parks near the Grand River none-the-less, so I can relax by the water after a few games.

Yeah, the house offers so much, however there will be inevitable challenges along the way that my best friend and I will face. He’ll learn the in’s and outs of living on his own essentially and I’ll learn how to live with other people – and how to pursue my dreams.

It’s the beginning of an adventure.

Today in under a hour and a half from now I get to close on my house. I am feeling extremely nervous about this and just hope everything goes right. There have been so many set backs along the way that I worried this day would never come.

My best friend is currently camping, but I hope to give him great news shortly after everything happens.

It appears that I’ve only have three more days to wait before I can officially close on the house. This is exciting – and terrifying. This is such a huge thing to be taking on, but at the same time, the massive change that my life is about to undertake is completely worth it.

I’ll have a legitimate amount of freedom there; I’ll also be in the same place as my best friend – so that even though we no longer work together, I’ll still be able to see him all the time. It is exciting to think that both of our lives are about to change in such a dramatic way. He’ll also have a large home in which to raise his daughter.

Cleanliness however is going to be one of the greatest tasks that all of us who are going to be moving into the house will have to undertake. I like to keep my living space quite clean – it is clear that the “third roommate”, the girlfriend of my best friend and my best friend all struggle with this concept. For instance, the house his girlfriend lives in is a disastrous mess. She’s been without a job for almost a year – her mom works almost 80 hours a week, and she still couldn’t find the time to clean up. Trash is strewn all over the house that she lives in – and from my understanding, it’s a house they just bought 2 years ago.

I’ll be adopting these messy people into my life which is worrisome. I can handle the messes of my best friend, but the other two – well, lets just say that I didn’t really sign up for that.

If you could feel my heart, you’d know something’s just not right.

It is beating so hard, so irregular tonight.

Continued setbacks haunt me.

I’m going to try and be more positive however I’m persistently met with new frustrations – like my insurance agent, and my mortgage writer and lately, my best friend who doesn’t feel the need to pass along important information.

There is a slight, passive- aggressive plan I’m going to do later this week simply because I’ve had enough. When I finally get to the closing date and close on the loan, I’m going to “accidentally” forget to inform my best friend about it until a day or so after the fact.

If he thinks it’s appropriate to not let me in on very important information (like him changing the car insurance policy we have together, three days ago and me finding out about it today FROM THE INSURANCE AGENT) – neglecting to inform him about the closing date seems like an adequate response.

Also; him moving out with essentially no notice has also got me greatly concerned; I’m considering making ads on Craigslist looking for roommates.

I spent all morning trying to figure out what the hell is going on with the car insurance stuff that I lost a half day’s worth of packing. This is very frustrating to say the least. I get really irritated that he doesn’t bother to let me know any of this stuff, then when I finally find out about it, I have no way to prepare for it.

On a different note: I put the WordPress app on my phone so that when I’m crazy busy and unable to get to my computer, I can post updates on-the-go. This will help to keep this blog up to date and perhaps cause more diversity with the posts.

We’ll see.