Housemate’s moved out

The housemate finally moved out last weekend, leaving a mess behind in his area (bedroom, main bathroom and main toilet) but we figured he’ll never do it anyway. Perhaps a picture of the bathtub in the main bathroom should be taken for memory – not been used/cleaned for a year, with his hair and towel fluff coating it…

He has yet to make plans about some stuff left behind and give us the keys but we figured we’ll give him a week to do it himself.

After all, having lived with him for 2 years I we figured it was time to stop being his parents.

The night after he moved out I we did a big clean of the house – except for the bathroom/toilet. I need to work up more courage to get into it. There was a footy match going on: Fremantle vs Geelong, I think. Geelong’s the BF’s footy team, by the way. And Freo, a team which seemingly came out of nowhere (ie, not a big name) beat them. It was an amazing WINZ for Freo, especially since Geelong won the AFL Premiership last year. Top cats ain’t looking so cool anymore, heh.

After the match when the BF was helping me with cleaning the house I managed to get him to take a couple of pictures with me (fully clothed) in our now 100% ours (still renting) house!

First picture taken with a confused BF

Second picture taken with a posing BF

Third picture taken with a BF checking himself out on the phone

Fourth picture taken with a BF pretending to be a Freo player - Remember, Freo won Geelong!

That cyan band around his wrist, by the way, are weights. Some sort of iron sand are in them and each band is 1kg! I strapped them onto him during the match because even though he bought them months ago he didn’t use them, and I figured since he claps and cheers and does all these hand gestures while he watches the match he might as well work them muscles.

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