Still looking for a new room mate. It seems like a never ending battle to find a financially responsible person to rent my room. Not only that but it has to be someone who is okay with and trustworthy enough to live with kids. I feel like I'm losing my mind. It got to the point the other day where our power was shut off because we had no money to pay the bill (because of covering rent for our ex-roomies who never paid). Right now I feel like I'm the only sane person on earth. Is it crazy to think that things like bills should come before eating out and drinking champagne? I used to think I was normal... well normal-ish.
