I made plans with my parents today to move all of my stuff out of my apartment. It feels a lot more real now. I’ve lived here for nearly 4 years and I’m really moving out soon. I’m wicked excited for what the future has in store and for this next phase in my life. I plan on it being one great adventure.

My friend who is staying with me had clearly had a few drinks by the time he got back here tonight. I didn’t call him out on it, but I really should have. I can always tell before he even gets into my apartment if he’s been drinking based on how long it takes him to get the door open; how long I can hear the key scratch around before he’s able to get the door unlocked. The thing that makes me angry about it all is that he lies to me and sends me text messages about how he’s fine and hasn’t had anything to drink today. At least this situation is temporary. I’m giving him a ride to the airport the morning of the 24th so only a few more days and we’ll both be out of this apartment. I really do think he wants to be sober. I hope he figures it out.

Oh, I also had a voice mail this morning when I got up. It was from the disability insurance people (read assholes) and informed me a check had been put in the mail. This really surprised me since when I last talked to the woman she wasn’t going to extend my claim. Apparently she decided on Friday to extend it for another 10 days, basically paying me through 12/5. I’m glad I’ll have a little bit of cash again. I immediately made a payment on my credit card so it’s no longer past due. I plan on hanging on to the rest of the money. It’s not much, but it’s nice to not be so stressed about it all. I haven’t decided yet if I’ll pursue any further action against them. I probably will.