Afternoon all!
Wandered down Ikea for some reasonably priced fries, veggie hotdog and milkshake. It’s only down the road, so not much if a mission- except I forgot it was half term, so all the kiddies are off, and apparently all their parents take them to play down there… Heaving with brats.
My news for the day is that the two housemates who aren’t the landlord are apparently actually moving out! They’ve been talking about it for ages, but have finally found somewhere, which means we shall shortly be catless.
I think they’re going to drive each other mad actually- he’s really messy, and he won’t tidy up anything unless you ask him (as in, you need to go ‘Could you wash up your cooking things please’ every day, or he won’t. If you don’t ask ‘politely’ enough, he won’t, if he’s in a bad mood, he won’t), she’s the person who constantly complains about the mess.
She’s also someone who really cares about the decorating (part of her reason for wanting to move), he’s happily living in a room with tar all over the walls (don’t ask) with a duvet inner with no cover and a caseless pillow, which he lets the cat sleep on (his room really is revolting). His sole decoration is a heap of empty pizza boxes which haven’t made it downstairs yet.
They’re also both really touchy people, and the landlord is the normal peacemaker…
The good thing for me is that it means I can move into her old room, which means I’ll no longer be in the room with the boiler; I like it colder than everyone else, and I’ve been stuck in the hottest bedroom. I’ll miss the cats though, except the cleaning cat pee out of the shower and having them dive through my bedroom window onto my face if I leave it open.
Apparently there’s already a new person lined up to move in, a friend of the landlord, so I hope she’s nice.