Agonotheta

Pressure Drop

June 22, 2005

Living with Erik the last couple of months have been pretty rough. So rough, in fact, that I have almost asked him to move out a couple of times. Between putting up with the incessant drama caused by his girlfriend (that he's broken up with three times in the last six months), and his less than consistent cleaning practices, it has been almost too much for me.

But a funny thing happened on the couch yesterday. Nervously, he said he had something serious to talk about. I thought, "oh great, here we go. If this is just annoying enough, I'll be kicking him out today." But, it was he, in fact, that said he needed to move out, not I.

His reasoning is that he's about to quit his job and go into the real estate business full-time and wanted to move back in with his parents and live much cheaper, if not free. I was not upset, I told him, I had even been thinking about asking him to move out recently.

Isn't it funny how things work out? I have been fretting about how I could possibly talk to him about this. What happens? He brings it up to me, and I don't look like the bad guy. Beautiful.