August 16, 2013

{Roommates; A blog series - Part 4} Things I miss about having roommates

When I moved to Atlanta, I decided I wanted to live in a one bedroom apartment for a few reasons.. I didn't know anyone I really wanted to live with, I was looking forward to having my own space, and I was honestly hoping Billy would be moving in soon and I didn't want to have to worry about dealing with a roommate when that time came. I found the perfect little one bedroom that is small enough for one and big enough for 2 and a dog child.

Fast forward a year later and I am perfectly happy with my living arrangements, but I've kind of gotten used to not having my roommates around. Except for a few little things

We used to alternate nights to cook dinner. I always cooked on Monday nights.. the others had their designated night of the week to cook. It made shopping easy and cheaper for all of us. It also made getting homework done a lot easier for me on every other night of the week as I didn't have to worry about what I was eating that night--someone else had it all planned out. I wish I could still count on having other people to cook dinner and do the dishes for me every night.

Living on my own means that only person is paying the bills.. that'd be me. I kind of miss being able to split up my rent and utilities. $15 for water is better than $30 for water last I checked.

There were always multiple people to help clean. Billy is always willing to chip in and help, but I really don't want to be cleaning when I could be spending time with him instead. The upside, the are less people to tell me what a slob I am. No, I still haven't unpacked my suitcase from last weekend. No, I don't particularly care.

I always had someone to make sure I caught up with my tv shows.. and do debate with me which bachelorette or housewife was the most crazy.

I always had someone around to talk to.. I don't mean spill my guts to, I mean just to have a even conversation about the weather with. Sometimes living alone can seriously drive you batty . If I spend an entire weekend at my place by myself, I sound like a crazy person by the time I come in contact with someone next.

Who else would be around to help me bling my cast, steal road signs, make up our own game shows, or would loan me their shorts to wear because half my bathing suit fell off while tubing in the lake..

I can't tell you enough how much these girls mean to me. I know I am beyond lucky to have roommates I love, but especially lucky that I get to love them. Most people have horrible experiences with their living arrangements after they leave home. Me, on the other hand, my living arrangements got better. I gained family and best friends. 

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