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dolariEver since I moved out on my own, I've enjoyed my solitude. Anytime I've lived with someone, it's either been by choice (Dean), or by necessity (The Tangents, my current roomies at first). I've tried to be a good roomie when I've lived with others, but I've always felt boxed in by rules and regulations and social niceties (Even when there were very few). Don't get me wrong, I've enjoyed living with other people, but I enjoy my solitude.
Moving to Seattle, despite my best efforts, I ended up losing my apartment and having to move in with friends. I expected it to be a temporary issue, and i'd be back out as soon as I got back on my feet. That was until the apartment complex shafted me for $2500. I ended up living with my roomies for a year to pay that off, roomies who accepted any amount of money I could give for rent. Once I paid off the apartment, I began making moves to move out on my own again...only to be hit with diabetes.
I decided to stay with my roomies in their hunt for a new house to cut my expenses while paying off the massive hospital bills. We got into a two year lease, which I signed into to help pay off the bills. Now that the lease is coming up, and there are good signs that the roomies will all be going their separate ways. I'll finally have my solitude back again. Either way, whether I move to Snoqualmie or Texas, it will be the first time I'll be alone for a majority of my time.
And, for once, I'm actually not looking forward to it.
Crys and Lissa didn't know me from Eve before 2004. Morgan from 2006. Liz from 2010. They've seen me at my best, and at my worst, and have accepted me no matter what stupid thing I did that day . In the four years I've been in Seattle, they've become some of my best friends, and living with them has been awesome. They've made a terrible decision to move to Seattle, the terrible circumstances of my original employment, the even more terrible circumstances of my unemployment, my sickness with diabetes, and my decent into depression more than bearable. They didn't just make sure I was okay. They made sure I was happy. Or at least happy-ish. And f I broke down, they simply let me break down instead of trying to solve it right then.
I never thought I'd be happy any other way than living alone, but they did it. They really did it.
If I stay in Washington, I've decided to move to Snoqualmie. It's a bit aways, but in an area of King County I adore (I get to live in Twin Peaks!), and is a (long but) straight shot to work. But it will be very far away from my roomies. The idea of living alone again, instead of feeling liberating, feels almost achy. We've all been through hell together, and come out at least a little better and wiser. I'll miss the art jams, or the near constant movie riffing. The art history lessons, and even some of the video gaming. And a lot of juicy gaming gossip that means nothing to me as I don't do role playing games.
Snoqualmie is not far away, really. 20 miles from Redmond, where my friends will most likely live, and only five or ten from Issaquah, where my other friends live. 30 miles to Seattle, which I'm totally happy with as I don't like it there.
It won't be bad. Might be lonely at first, but not bad at all.
Now if I move back to Texas, though...
Moving to Seattle, despite my best efforts, I ended up losing my apartment and having to move in with friends. I expected it to be a temporary issue, and i'd be back out as soon as I got back on my feet. That was until the apartment complex shafted me for $2500. I ended up living with my roomies for a year to pay that off, roomies who accepted any amount of money I could give for rent. Once I paid off the apartment, I began making moves to move out on my own again...only to be hit with diabetes.
I decided to stay with my roomies in their hunt for a new house to cut my expenses while paying off the massive hospital bills. We got into a two year lease, which I signed into to help pay off the bills. Now that the lease is coming up, and there are good signs that the roomies will all be going their separate ways. I'll finally have my solitude back again. Either way, whether I move to Snoqualmie or Texas, it will be the first time I'll be alone for a majority of my time.
And, for once, I'm actually not looking forward to it.
Crys and Lissa didn't know me from Eve before 2004. Morgan from 2006. Liz from 2010. They've seen me at my best, and at my worst, and have accepted me no matter what stupid thing I did that day . In the four years I've been in Seattle, they've become some of my best friends, and living with them has been awesome. They've made a terrible decision to move to Seattle, the terrible circumstances of my original employment, the even more terrible circumstances of my unemployment, my sickness with diabetes, and my decent into depression more than bearable. They didn't just make sure I was okay. They made sure I was happy. Or at least happy-ish. And f I broke down, they simply let me break down instead of trying to solve it right then.
I never thought I'd be happy any other way than living alone, but they did it. They really did it.
If I stay in Washington, I've decided to move to Snoqualmie. It's a bit aways, but in an area of King County I adore (I get to live in Twin Peaks!), and is a (long but) straight shot to work. But it will be very far away from my roomies. The idea of living alone again, instead of feeling liberating, feels almost achy. We've all been through hell together, and come out at least a little better and wiser. I'll miss the art jams, or the near constant movie riffing. The art history lessons, and even some of the video gaming. And a lot of juicy gaming gossip that means nothing to me as I don't do role playing games.
Snoqualmie is not far away, really. 20 miles from Redmond, where my friends will most likely live, and only five or ten from Issaquah, where my other friends live. 30 miles to Seattle, which I'm totally happy with as I don't like it there.
It won't be bad. Might be lonely at first, but not bad at all.
Now if I move back to Texas, though...
