Yay!!

So we didn't lose the house :)

MJ, the girl i've moved in with split with her bloke, D 6 weeks ago and they decided to keep on their house and still be friends. It wasn't working so D said he'd move out. As you know, I was unhappy at 'home' so MJ asked me to move in, rent a room. D's name was still on the lease as MJ is too young to rent on her own from the agents.

Wednesday night D took us to Asda and said on the way he was going to take hos name on the lease, leaving myself and MJ stuck with no house, as I'm also too young to rent from the agents. Hence, Men are bastards (I am aware this is a gross generalisation!).

It's sorted, luckily MJ has a friend who has a friend who works at the agents... happy days... thank god!

I moved all my things in today and despite exhaustion (i'm too tired even to drink my glass of wine) I am ecstatic. This is what life means. Safety. Comfort. Good friends. A (boy) cat called Betty. A turtle called Millie. A room with a view. A life full of happiness.