Our house, in the middle of our street

(Again…points if you can pick the song lyric!)

Sometimes the lack of space at home really gets on my nerves. This is especially true in the kitchen. The sound factor also bugs me; we live below a family, and the floors fail to block out most of their noises.

But you know what? It beats living with flatmates by a sextillion miles. (That is a real number. Look it up.)

I’ve had flatmates who have loud sex, leave food rotting below the sink, throw out your dishes, leave pots festering on the stove, use your body wash, puke over the balcony, don’t pay bills, let their pets run amok, don’t clean the bathroom, and break your stuff.

No thanks; I’m over and done with all that bullshit. Peace and privacy is priceless.

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