I actually managed to get a decent amount of stuff done today - woot!

I spent most of the day cleaning the house and writing and watching crappy reality TV shows. Anthony was gone most of the day because he was picking up the friend who is going to be our roommate for a while...if things go well after the first month.

I'm still not entirely sure about the whole thing and my anxiety is going haywire but it'll help out in the long run, or so Anthony keeps telling me.

I have a thing about not liking my business broadcasted - like if Anthony and I get into a fight I generally like to do it in private because that's how I've been conditioned because of how my grandmother is, with the whole yelling and screaming in public. It makes me uncomfortable. Having another person around all the time is going to make things really awkward. Couples fight, it's healthy.

And I feel like I'll have to bottle stuff up because I won't want to have discussions in front of the new roommate and that's not healthy. It'll cause the explosion to be more...explody. >.>

So I'm worried about that. And I'm worried about everything else. And it's just a lot of worry I don't want or need. Is it terrible that I'm hoping things don't work out so I have an excuse not to deal with this person?

I guess it is. x.x