My Hero...

First, I haven't forgotten about the alphabet meme. I just haven't felt like rambling lately.

My twin, Ann, moved out back in January. Almost right after that, her hours were cut at work (from full time to not even half time). And her roommate's hours were cut, too (different work, though). So Ann can't pay rent, but her roommate and roommate's hubby can't afford to let Ann stay without paying rent. Sooo, Ann is most likely going to move back in. Meaning I'll have a roommate again.

Mom came in last night after Ann left to make sure I was all right with her moving back in. I'd be the most affected by it since I'm the one who'll be sharing. I told her I was fine, we knew there was a chance it would happen, especially when Ann's hours were cut. It was just a matter of time. The real surprise was when Dad asked me this morning if I was okay with Ann moving back in. He doesn't normally do that. He leaves the emotional well-being to Mom mostly.

*shrug* Part of me doesn't like the idea of giving up my privacy, I admit, but I'll get over it. There's not much of a choice here. Ann can't afford to stay with her friend and we have the space here. Granted, we'll need to move stuff around, but we'll make it work.

Bloody economy.