Yesterday, I moved EVERYTHING out of my apartment, and threw out so much shit too. Possibly including my passport, which I now can't find. Oopsies.
It's really sad, because the triangle of myself, Lainey and RoRo who have lived together for over three years in two different gaffs is now broken. Last night, we drank loads of wine, had our final chats, and watched Tara Road like the saddos that we are.
Lainey and RoRo were such fantastic flatmates. I don't think I'll ever have two other people who will put up with all of my shit and acting the maggot and come out of it still being mates! I will miss coming home to them so much. We had so much fun. Through the bad times they were so solid and such an amazing support, and through the good times they were the best people to have a laugh with.
I still haven't got a new gaff because I'm holding out for one I really want, one that inspires me, and one that I can call home, not just a random soulless apartment. So because I'm such a picky McGinty, I guess I'll be seeing a lot of couches over the next couple of weeks!
(FionnTimes took this last photee of the triangle last night.)