So . . I got my place. I officially got the key yesterday. It smells something horrid. Not as bad as it was when I first got there, but still not wonderful. I'm totally in cleaning mode at the moment. I got the floors swept/mopped/scrubbed yesterday. I'm probably going to do the same thing again today. hah. And then I'll wax them. And then there's the bathroom . . . yeah. Yuck. The management group said that the previous tenant got their deposit back. I have no clue how that's fucking possible. I'm making it work though.
I made Darth Vader/Star Wars dinner plates. They're pretty amazing.
The Bob and I went to dinner last night and then I took him to the new place. Things are really good. I'm taking this one day at a time. So far so good. It seems like he's one of the only individuals that completely understands me anymore. Maybe it's supposed to be that way. I dunno.
Wellll . . I need to head to the cliff to get my kitchen stuff that I haven't seen in two years. Wish me luck. <3.