Closure

So, it's done. I gave Dave my house key and picked up the last of my stuff, a dresser and three folding chairs, and now I'm free. It's nice, the situation there had been weird for... well, the couple of months since Dave's girlfriend cheated on him to get him to break up with her and he started using me as his emotional punchingbag. I feel very peaceful right now, like it's hard to maintain my motivation. I'm sure in a day or two I'll be back in gear, but, right now I feel like I deserve a break. That's why I doubt I'll unload the dresser and chairs for a few more hours at least. I'm basking in the ending of that long, drawn out situation. It's kind of nice seeing the majority of my worldly possessions piled in boxes taking up what space they can. I need to go through and throw a lot of stuff away or donate it to habitat for humanity or goodwill or whatever. I guess it's because I don't own my own home, but, I don't like having so much stuff. For just such hypothetical reasons as: roommate freaks out inexplicably and tells you to be out of the house in 19 days. Jeez, never actually thought something like that would happen, but, I'm glad I kept around all the boxes I used to move in back in August. Anyway, pairs free skate is on. Don't tell anyone I like to watch figure skating, ok? ^ ^