Good Riddance

I’ve spent all day searching online for places to live. It’s such a hassle because the only things I can reasonably afford are either total shit holes or the size of my asshole. I am so angry and frustrated with everything that I just want to be childish and petty. Like hide the toilet paper, hand soap, dish soap, dishes, EVERYTHING because she hasn’t paid for a single item in that house. She just uses and uses like it is all a never ending supply.

Turns out that her grandpa has offered for her to come live with him rent free because his wife has just passed away and he knows that M is in dire financial trouble. Ok. I know that this is a very good opportunity for M to cut a big monthly cost out of her budget and put it towards paying back her mountain of debt. I can’t blame her for taking this opportunity but it fucks me over somethin’ fierce!

I still can’t believe that she is going to pretend she doesn’t know all week. How can she look me in the eye knowing that she’s going to be dropping a bomb on Friday? I would give her as much notice as possible so that she could start looking! She is such an idiot.

She also told S that she “better get the security deposit back!” She makes it sound like it is my responsibility to give that back to her. Give me a break. There is no way I am handing her that money back, it was given to the landlords. She is also coming back in one month’s time and helping me clean the place. Then, after the inspection, if they decide the place hasn’t been trashed, they will hand her the money. No reason to get all indignant about it.
Good riddance, cow.