Movin’ on Up!

A few weeks ago, Chasity asked me to move in with her.  Not surprisingly, she’s had enough of Maliha and wants to move out and get away from her.  She called me up out of the blue and asked if I’d like to rent an apartment with her.  This took me off guard as I didn’t know that she had been apartment hunting.  She wanted an answer right then but I couldn’t give her one.  That was a pretty big request of her.  Plus, I’m quite happy where I am.  I’ve finally found decent roommates who don’t make me feel like crap.  I like my dorm and I just like my situation.  Moving in with Chasity would really change things up and I really don’t like change.  Plus, it would mess up my finances with school.  If I were to move off campus, they’d cut my scholarship by 30% so I’d have to deal with money issues.  Plus, I don’t know if my mom would be psyched for me to move in with Chasity.  After a bit of thought, I wasn’t sure if I’d be that psyched either. 

But then again, I have always wanted my own apartment.  It seems so much more grown up to say you have an apartment rather than say you stay in the dorms.  More independence.  Sometimes I really like the idea of that.

So, I was kind of confused about what I wanted to do.  I told Chasity I would think about it and I would get in touch with her later on.

A few days later she asked me to look at a house with her.  This place was gorgeous.  And huge.  Three bedrooms.  Two and a half baths.  Big, expansive rooms.  Super nice kitchen.  Washer.  Dryer.  The works.  And it made me want to move in with her.  The only thing that made me hesitant was that her 40-year-old boyfriend would be our third roommate.  The guy is creepy and foreign and did I mention forty??  Chasity just turned twenty-two yesterday.  As if the age gap wasn’t a big enough ick factor, he also has a thick accent and when I met him at the house, I had to nod and smile at him the whole time because I had no idea what he was saying.  He seemed nice but…forty.  I don’t know what they have in common.  And I don’t think I want to know.

The creepy boyfriend coupled with finances and my dislike for change made me not really want to do this.  But, it was a nice place and I would have more freedom.  I was confused.  I was excited.  I was nervous.

Eventually, I decided not to move in with them.  Mostly because, as I’ve mentioned before, Chasity is a cool gal but completely irresponsible.  She asks me for tons of favors as it is so I can only imagine how she’d hound me if she was just next door.  Plus, I don’t know her boyfriend and I might end up not liking him and I’ve already lived with someone I didn’t like.  I’d rather not repeat that process if I can help it. 

Chasity is good in small doses.  I’m sure if I moved in with her I’d kill her.  And her boyfriend.  And anyone else who happened to be around. 

But, it was a nice thought though.  And a nice house!  But, I think I’m better off staying put.