Living Situation

You know, after a huge victory it's difficult to sit down and write of things that aren't going so well, that you need help to conquer, and what isn't going so swell. That is an issue of pride I must work on, I take things that I need help with and make them about being incapable or feeling frustrated that I cannot do them myself. That must be laid down in the small things so I will not become trapped in the larger ones.

So, what that leads into, the week before and of finals I had some roommate trouble. We don't actually live in the same room, we each have our own bedroom and bathroom upstairs and share the downstairs kitchen and living area and split the rent and utility expenses, and so when her lifestyle choices differed from mine I wasn't concerned. She would probably care if I were to spread out my texts and paints and such in the living room and take over that space for homework and art, so I kept such activities in my room. And she did the same, but with different activities and also guests. Here came the conflict. I knew I didn't approve of her choices or the people she invited over, but so long as they were in her personal space not our shared space it didn't directly impact me so I let it be. After all, we each pay half the lease, that gives us equal rights to the space. Then there came what I perceived as a breaching of that policy...
Her "friends" attempting to be in my space, and while I was sleeping. Thankfully my bedroom door was locked, a habit I had developed since she frequently had guests over late, but I heard them none-the-less and when I expressed displeasure with the situation she did not seem to understand the gravity of it toward my emotions.
I am aware that having my personal space invaded is an area in which I am more sensitive than the ordinary individual, but it was somewhat of a switching point in my patience for long line of less than ideal visitors. Unfortunately however the situation was not diffused by our conversation but rather made me feel less relevant in my discomfort, and it happened again.

In response, I left my best attempt at a letter of clear intention, and as I tried, affirmation, that I needed a more ideal atmosphere to live and study in with finals approaching and felt a bit threatened by unwanted visitors trying my door in the night so I'd be staying with a friend on campus for a few nights and I'd see her soon. I was certain to include I had no personal qualms with her, and I still stand by the resolution that she is a sweet girl, and I enjoyed living with her at the start of the semester, whether I liked all her later ensuing choices or not. But I also expressed I would like to see some change.

Things were tense for awhile, there were few and rather stiff exchanges between us and so in the meantime I was kindly allowed to live in the faculty master's apartments on campus, an enormous blessing as I was closer to the library, my classes, and the numerous study sessions being held in the important days before finals. I also really enjoyed my time with her, we visited Bass Hall to see the Nutcracker in Dallas, I was allowed to help decorate and watch the Lessons in Carols service in the Honors Residential College Chapel, and have some fun shopping for a dress for that event. Good cooking and good conversation were involved, and I am exceptionally thankful for the time spent there. She was a huge hero opening her home to me in that way, and assisted me even in moving out of the apartment. **
**[When things settled with my apartment-mate (late apartment-mate now) I was in a bit of a scramble to move all my things between finals to the new apartment I'll be staying in Spring Semester. Thankfully things were resolved with, I believe, no hard feelings. Praise the Lord. ]

So in conclusion of this department of updates, the living situation has been resolved. I have managed to part on the best possible terms with my previous apartment-mate, and am looking forward to what is certain to be a fun semester with Jordan, the girl who's apartment I am moving in to. It was rather stressful scrambling to make resolutions and find somewhere new to live and moving out of my previous arrangement, but in that chaos where I stayed in the interim could not have been better.