Some Type of Way in Current Events

I had a slight scare with my grandmother yesterday. I wasn’t able to get a hold of her. I told her that I would call before I left to take her shopping and because of her stroke, it was hard not to overreact. I got my mother involved in trying to get a hold of her. Her phone wasn’t working. I decided to go down there anyway and she called just as I was pulling up, thank gods.

She gives me a $20 for gas which she doesn’t need to do but it makes her feel good so I take it. My roommate sent me a text today telling me she took it from my desk because she needed it for bus fare. That’s not the end of the world but it made me feel some type of way. Then she asked me if she could borrow my car to go to her gym.

First of all, you have bus fare. I don’t want to share a car with her. We’re not a couple, for starters. I don’t trust her with my vehicle. Especially since it is on its last legs, I wouldn’t mind it getting written off but no. Now I have to make this a thing and have an uncomfortable talk. I worked hard to have the privilege of a vehicle. She’s already trying to share my gym pass. She has mentioned before that she knows that she has issues with boundaries. They are blurry to her.

While I’m on the topic, which this blog is full of, I have been feeling some type of way ever since she came back from house-sitting. Just all those little things that make me feel like I have a teenage daughter that I am taking care of. She took my money without asking. Wants to borrow my car. I had to load the dishwasher when I got home. The garbage needs to be changed and the recycling needs to be taken out. I’ll be the one cooking us dinner. She didn’t eat the last meal I made and just had a bowl of cereal instead. As well as finishing off the ice cream. This is still a major improvement from what it was before.

When we had our big talk, the first thing she said to me was exactly what I predicted she would say. I’m barely even here! I work full-time and go to school. Then I get to take care of the apartment by myself. I’m lucky that she takes care of herself, now. For the most part. Still leaves her dishes for me to deal with but that’s minor. We are getting along fabulously and it feels like I have my friend back. I don’t want to muck it up.

We just got a notice today that our lease is up for renewal. We shall see what decision comes of that. I really like this place and this area but I’m open to moving if she wants to. She has her heart set on renting her cousin’s house once they are done renovating. I don’t want to take care of a house so I’ll just get a new roommate if that happens. Well, we aren’t going to live together forever. She said to me, during our big talk as a threat. Whatever! I’d rather have these problems than the ones I had before.