Making a space out of no space

Well, from this day onwards, I'll have a housemate. Should I be excited about it? I am not sure. A few things crossed my mind. I've always enjoyed my own space and occupying the whole house by myself and with William of course. Nothing much with William because I'm so used to have a brother and we are used to being ourselves. I will be more aware of another person presence around me and less privacy now. I will have to share my bathroom, kitchen and the living area. Starting tonight, I know what will it be like.

In some way, I do think that as a rightful owner, I can just reject my brother's friend of renting a room to him. Knowing also that we indeed do not have much space here, especially when the kitchen has yet to be renovated. But on hearing that it was a friend's need and for just temporary until his wife manage to get a transfer, I just give and take.

This housemate-to-be, whose name is Peter is my church friend back in hometown. He was a close friend to William since alter server time. They were closely in touch until he settled down. I remember I used to quarrel with him a few times during my primary school days, especially when he asked William to hang out with him until wee hours of the night. (haha) I was a control freak. And when the guys shouted back at me, I cried and complaint to mummy. Those were the days.

I do hope things will turn out fine with new companion. And to my brother, hope he is enjoying with his friend's company too. It will be the good old days. By renting out a room to Peter, the whole scenario somehow pushed William to clear out his "unwanted rubbish". And for me, it pushed me to put up the air-cond and to improve my room. I see now that both of us are procrastinators. We need outside factor to move us. He managed to clear 2 huge boxes of rubbish. Guess we should reflect on ourselves.