Apr 28 2006
Kill ‘Em With Kindness
Last night I decided to be nice to my roommate. I mean, I don’t want to fight, and I don’t want to discuss any of the issues that resulted in our impending moves. It’s not going to get anywhere, we’ll probably argue if we do try to discuss it, and the results are exactly the same - I’m still moving, and nothing anyone can say or do will change that. So I’ll be nice.
She seemed a bit taken aback that I was trying to have a civil, chit-chatty conversation with her like we used to do. She really wasn’t expecting that. And since I put a deposit on my new place today, she definitely won’t be expecting me to tell her tonite that I’m moving in a month. Of course my portion of the rent will be paid for the last month of the lease even though I won’t be there. I have a contractual obligation to do that. But the utilities are all mine, and I do not have any legal obligation to provide them for her. If she’s super nice to me and I’m in a good mood, perhaps we can work something out, but for now I’m thinking no.
I’m going to start packing tomorrow. I like to get a head start on this sort of stuff, because experience has shown me that if you pack at the last minute, it’s extremely disorganized and things get lost and broken. I’ve done that, and I’ve done the extremely organized move. I want a trouble free-move, so tomorrow all knicknacks and decor get packed up. Then in the next few days, I’ll start on other areas. I have a list of what to pack together, so it should go pretty smooth. Then on moving day I’ll borrow some friends for a few hours, schlep the stuff over to my new place, and voila! I’m home.
