Roomie

Let's see how much of this I can get typed out before my laptop dies.  The power cord is downstairs and I'm too lazy to go get it!

Tomorrow morning I go in for my baseline ultrasound to make sure there are no cysts.  I will also do my baseline blood work.  I'm a little nervous because I've been having a lot of fullness & tenderness in my left ovary area every since starting the birth control pills.  Let's hope it's not a cyst!  I know it's not a big deal because it would just mean pushing everything back a month, but after 17 months of not doing anything I am extremely anxious and excited to actually be TRYING with a chance of something good happening!

So, today I will talk about my roomie.

Back in February, J was starting the process of finding someone to take over his civilian job while he was in Afghanistan.  Roomie had been out of a job for over a year (he has an engineering degree) and had to move back home with his parents.  So J told him he should apply for the job.  It would only be for a year but it was better than nothing.

So roomie came down and interviewed for the job.  I told him that if he got the job he should move in to our house.  Then I wouldn't be alone while J was in Afghanistan.  And, he could mow the yard, shovel the driveway, take out the trash, and be there for any crazy emergencies like the washer exploding and flooding the house.  But most of all, I just thought it would be nice to have someone here with me. I'm not a fan of being home alone.  It's also nice to have someone to talk to each night.  Everything worked out and he got the job. He moved in and he & J decided on a rent amount.  I wasn't expecting him to pay rent...I felt like him living here was more for me than for him.  They worked something out and he is also paying us rent.  He moved his things and started living here in April.  I'm not gonna lie, it wasn't the best situation having an extra person here those last few months of J & I being together prior to his deployment but we made it work.

Now that J is gone, I really like having him here.  He stays in his room most of the time.  He is going back to school part time to get a second degree in the IT field so he studies a lot.  But we take turns cooking dinner for each other...actually he probably cooks more than I do.  He makes me breakfast on the weekends.  He cleans the kitchen more than I do.  He always takes out the trash.  He does more housework than J ever did and embarrassingly enough, I think he does more than I do right now.  It's also nice to have someone here when I'm craving some kind of food and just want to go out to eat.

There are things that drive me crazy.  When he leaves, he always goes out the garage.  The garage door is right under my bedroom.  It is so loud.  And I just don't understand why he won't go out the front door.  Why use the garage door if you aren't parked in the garage.  He also leaves lights on.  I'm a huge stickler for always turning off the light when you leave a room.  He also chomps his ice and talks during tv shows.  But as soon as I start getting really annoyed and start complaining to my friends about him, he goes and does something totally awesome like giving the dog a bath.  So overall, I'm very thankful to have him here.

Yesterday was his birthday.  I remembered when I was on facebook and saw a bunch of people wishing him a happy birthday.  So I sent him a text to see if he wanted to go out to eat to celebrate.  He agreed so we decided on a place to go.  After work I went to the store & bought a cake.  I then bought the little candy letters to decorate it and some candles.  When I got home, I decorated the cake & hid it in the dining room.  We went out to eat and I bought.  He tried to pay for his but I told him he couldn't buy his dinner on his birthday.  When we got home from dinner, I told him to stay in the kitchen.  I lit the candles on the cake and brought it out to him.  He was very surprised and kept saying I didn't have to do that.  But it felt good to go out of my way to do something nice for him.  It was his birthday and he is living in a town where he is a few hours away from  his family & friends.  I felt like someone needed to make a big deal out of his special day for him.  We were too full from dinner to eat the cake so he blew out the candles and we saved the cake for later.