I’m Living on My Own

I was happy for my roomie that she was about to get married to the man of her dreams, but I was sad too because it meant I was going to have to find a new place to live. We are not super close or anything, but our arrangement worked well for us. So many of my friends had told me that I just didn’t realize how lucky I was that I had such a good roommate. About a month before her wedding, I did a search for Las Vegas apartments in southwest area.

I didn’t mind doing it so close to the wedding because I knew that I would find something. If not, I could always crash at my parents’ house until something did come up for me. That turned out to not be necessary though. I found a really nice one bedroom corner unit that is actually a little closer to where I work. I had considered finding a new roommate so we could split the bills, but I had heard too many roommate horror stories. I really did not want to go there, and I was actually looking forward to the freedom of having an entire apartment to myself.

This new apartment of mine has some really nice perks to it too. There is a washer and dryer, which meant no more lugging my laundry basket to the basement laundry. There is also a dishwasher, which means no more hand washing dishes. My favorite part though is the covered porch. It has become my sanctuary when I am not working, in the apartment complex pool or the fitness center here. I love sitting there with a good book and a cup of coffee or a soda and just losing myself for a couple of hours. This is definitely better than I had envisioned for myself.