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I'm moving. Really soon.

My job in AC has not really helped me get more money - I just spent all that on new tires for my car and fixing the alignment. Also I've opened a new credit card and now have car insurance. This may have been a mistake, but it's done now, so whatever, I guess.

I have people who reallyreally want to rent my downstairs until the summer starts. So that's money right there, from rent, except - that means I've got to move to the other house, which is utter chaos and there's not one single part of it that's livable at this very moment. So... I'm funneling all available funds into making at least that much happen. Ryan went with me to the other house to get a good idea about what's been going on with it. It's going to work out, it really will, but, as always, my timeline is totally screwed.

So... I've been packing the rest of my stuff up and I'm moving on Wednesday. Ryan is going to be around until at least next month and has already made it abundantly clear that he's happy to help me move and etc. I don't have a lot of stuff, so it's not that huge of a chore, but now I have a problem.

The blue and yellow room.

Come summer I'm going to be renting this floor by the week/weekend, and of course by then it will be furnished. It's about half furnished now. Most of the walls are not painted any cool colors, and in fact, the walls are kind of messed up, but I'm leaving them like that for now. The blue and yellow room, though, is completely furnished. Erica did it. She picked everything out. We painted. She put the furniture in there how she wanted it. And all her stuff is still in there.

So... I've got to pack up her stuff now, too. And I can't even begin to describe how intensely uncomfortable I am going through somebody else's things. I mean, yeah, she did leave it all here. But still. And what am I going to do with it? Take it with me? Put it up in the attic? Ask her parents to come get it?

I am dreading going through her room. It gives me the heebie jeebies. But I've packed pretty much everything else that I can.

ouch

Date: 2009-01-11 06:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ivy-poet.livejournal.com
You didn't mention this, but I'd be a little pissed that Erica even left me in this situation. What am I, your free storage unit?

I'm kinda leaning towards the "have her parents come get it." I mean, why should you put so much effort into it? I'm assuming you've already called her and told her to come get her sht. If she chooses not to, that's her problem.

Anyway, YAY on the renters! Yay money! And good luck with the other house, it'll be fine, I swear. I'm really interested in "seeing" the house, would you be ok with taking pics and posting them in friends-lock or something? It'd be cool to see how the house progresses as you work on it. I hope that doesn't sound stalker-ish, I'm sorry & just ignore that if it did.

Take care and good luck!

Re: ouch

Date: 2009-01-11 09:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lara-everlong.livejournal.com
I am ok with posting pics of the house but I don't have a camera. I wanted to buy one and document everything from the very beginning, but I was like, no, no spending money on unnecessary stuff... so I didn't, and I still haven't. If I ever buy one I so totally will, tho.

I am pissed at Erica. I was worried about her, because she literally just disappeared on me. Last I heard of her was about a month ago, and I definitely haven't heard from her. I used to call every few days and leave messages, cause her phone was still on, but now it's disconnected cause it just gives the generic "unavailable" message.

She isn't in town, and that's about all I know about her. If her parents know more, I guess they don't consider me an important enough friend to share with me.

So basically... she's missing. She just up and disappeared one day, and called her parents once because she got in some type of trouble with the police in another state. I miss her and wish she'd come back, and I'm pissed that she just left me to worry that she was dead in a ditch somewhere, and I'm pissed that I have to deal with all her stuff while I'm trying to move.

Re: ouch

Date: 2009-01-11 11:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ivy-poet.livejournal.com
You still consider her a friend after all this? Just asking, b/c she's really left you high & dry on this one.

If you still consider her a friend, it does kinda negate my other idea, which was sell her stuff on your local craigslist, or freecycle it all (and have people come pick it up so you don't have make the effort. Or have the Salvation Army come do a pickup, they come & take anything you don't want. (You could even get a tax credit for the donations!)

But...if you still consider her a friend, those options would make having a friendship with her difficult, assuming she comes back.
"What'd you do with my stuff?"
"Got rid of it."

Whatever you decide, just do what's right for you. Life is hard enough trying to take care of yourself without taking care of other (ungrateful) people too. :)

Take care!

Re: ouch

Date: 2009-01-13 05:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lara-everlong.livejournal.com
I do consider her a friend... she never really did anything awful to me, with the exception of stealing my pills, and the fact that she did that in the first place is a pretty clear indication that there is something really bad going on with her. Obviously she's going through shit - of course she is, to up and disappear like that.

If anything, I feel like I should have somehow been a better friend to her, rather than knowing something was up with her and being all "I can't deal with this, I refuse to even bring it up." I mean, really. She's got something going on with drugs. That much is clear. I could have at least tried to be a real friend and try to steer her away, or offer advice, or even just be there and listen to her - instead I was more like, "don't you dare talk to me about that, I don't want to hear it."

So... now I guess she's off screwing her whole life up, where ever she is, whatever she's doing. And her stuff is all in boxes, and I guess I'll drop it off at her parent's house at some point...

Re: ouch

Date: 2009-01-13 06:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ivy-poet.livejournal.com
I think I missed the pill thing...when was that? Or I'm just a tad forgetful.

Please don't beat yourself up about this. You did what you thought was right at the time. You're not omniscient; you couldn't have known that she'd go off the deep end.

You are a good friend, it's just hard to be there for someone when they're not there.

Don't work too hard, I'm afraid you'll get hurt moving boxes.
Take care...

Re: ouch

Date: 2009-01-15 06:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lara-everlong.livejournal.com
I think I missed the pill thing...when was that?

We got in a huge fight because I noticed I was missing painkillers and accused her of taking them, and she called me crazy, but then later she replaced the ones that were missing with "better" drugs (that I didn't want) trying to smooth things over... never actually admitted to taking them, ever, but she definitely did, because I count them and they were missing and she takes painkillers for fun and it was definitely her because she was the only other person around.

Don't work too hard, I'm afraid you'll get hurt moving boxes.

Psh. I don't move boxes. I just pack 'em. Worry not :P

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