Apartment Chronicles: I can't believe it's almost time!!

I can’t believe I’m moving into my new apartment in two weeks! I’m really excited about this move, and if I was smart I would’ve looked into this apartment community when I moved out of my parents last year. I’m in a better place financially now than I was then and am able to afford a nicer place, closer to town (and to my parents, which is something my dad is THRILLED about) and a place that has all the amenities that I want in a home. It’s the little things that I didn’t realize I missed until I didn’t have them. Simple things like ceiling fans, lighting in the living room, a garden tub, an ice maker and a washer and dryer! I will say that this past year has been one long song and dance with planning my laundry days around other people. I went from only having to worry about my parents hogging the washer and fussing at me for leaving my clothes in the dryer to doing my laundry at 7AM on a Sunday morning to ensure no one else is using the laundry hut right by my apartment. #thestruggle I’ve been asked numerous times by numerous people why I want to live by myself. I’ve been given valid argument points like costs, having someone to come home to, etc. and if I hadn’t had the experience I had my freshman year with a roommate I might’ve considered getting a roommate this time around. I went apartment hunting with one of my best friends and at the time she was looking for a 2 bedroom to share with one of our other friends and as much as I love Meg & Ash I couldn’t imagine living with either of them. I cherish our friendship too much. I feel like the time and space we have away from each other helps keep our friendship as awesome as it is. I don’t think the friendship would survive the lease if we lived together. I just don’t think that I could live with anyone other than a significant other at this point in my life. And even then we’d have to be uber serious for that. I just don’t think I want to risk another incident like the one from my freshman year of undergrad. What started off great turned into a trip to hell in a hand-basket in a matter of months. I went to a small school in East Texas and didn’t know anyone going there so I did what any girl in 2006 would’ve done…I got on MySpace and searched the school. There were a few people on there who went to the school (this was back when MySpace was popular) and there was one girl in particular who stuck out. She seemed nice and we even ended up meeting each other before the fall semester started so I had no doubts going into freshman year with her as a roommate.

(early Fall semester, during Greek Recruitment)

(On our way to LA with a few other students, one of our RAs was on ‘Deal or No Deal’)
We had our standard roommate issues, we shared one big room so some problems were expected, but I knew that things were going to be bad when she started inviting guys she met online to our dorm to visit her. That was a hard no for me. Thank God our the University and our dorm faculty had strict visitation rules and none of the guys got up. We tried to make things work during the Spring semester but we couldn’t and I ended up finishing the year in another friend’s dorm. Literally crashing in another friend’s dorm a floor below for a month and only coming up to my dorm for clothes. It was that bad. I couldn’t believe that a person as outspoken as myself who didn’t back down to anyone was backing down to this girl. She’d moved her boyfriend at the time in and pushed our beds together. She’s even bought new bedding! Ugh! Let’s just say that I didn’t miss her when that year was over and I never went back to jamming a roommate in that kind of setup again. The following year I was an RA in one of our campus dorms so I had my own room in a 4 bedroom/2 bathroom apartment. That wasn’t bad, I had so much fun with those ladies.
I feel like those experiences (both good and bad) cemented my decision to live by myself until I move in with my permanent roommate. I have really enjoyed living by myself this past year and I plan on continuing to do so in my new #PrincessPalace (thanks Whit for that phrase) post signature

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