I usually don't do this on the boards, but geez, this day has been ****ty. Moving's a *****. Basically had to bribe someone from my job to help me move furniture last night (my now-former roommate was too 'busy' getting settled in at his new place), which was a royal pain because the closest dumpster is in the far corner of the complex. No thrift shop, no VA, literally no charity for miles around would take any of this stuff because, while clean, there was light damage done to all of it in some capacity (except my metal-and-glass shelf, which I did donate). I gave up on Craigslist (even literally putting FREE in big letters) after a couple of weeks because nobody took me up on it. I am grateful that the dude who helped me took all the pots, pans, and other kitchen utensils off of me donated them to local hospice care. I was kinda feeling unprincipled beforehand (kinda just wanna gtfo of here, y'know?), hitting up even Salvation Army to get stuff off my hands, because generally speaking I prefer donating to local shelters, churches, and stuff like that. This cleared my conscience a bit because literally 100% of the proceeds/donations go to the patients and their families. Small thing, but hey, I'd rather others get use out of the **** I don't need.
Then, today, I got flooded out of my room again because the apartment complex's maintenance crew is a buncha incompetents that can't fix ****. This interrupted any deep cleaning I could have done during the daytime, so now I'm going to be burning the midnight oil to get it done by the weekend. ****ing aggravates me that I have to be the one to scrub my former roomie's bathroom and the whole of the kitchen, because haphazardly sweeping up the floors and Lysol'ing them, outside of handling his rooms, is the extent of his responsibilities. Even though it would make more sense to co-op, but whatever.
...I really try not to be angry, and I try to not fling all of the **** I've done for him and his kid back in his face. I mentioned it before; I paid for the lion's share of alot of things around here, mainly rent and utilities, so he could get a leg up and have a stable environment to at least bring his daughter through temporarily. He has the means and stability now, and I'm sure he's grateful, but I'm beyond ****ing tired because of it.
But all in all, I don't regret helping out. Just glad I can move on with my life now.
Smooth Criminal