And there was great rejoicing . . .

. . . because the dirty roommate moved out! Hooray! This day was very much anticipated, and Ann and I have been dreaming about it for a couple of weeks. Dirty roommate moved out this afternoon, and she hadn't been gone for five minutes before Ann cleaned the floor and moved the couches. When I got home from work, I was pleasantly surprised by dinner, a clean kitchen, and an organized, lovely living room. I almost cried.

Curtains will be made, pictures will be hung, a TV will be bought, and before you know it, the apartment will look like home.

I am not ashamed of my apartment anymore!