Dodged a bullet

My landlord came down and told me that some one was coming to look at the rooms in a hour, and that she was quite desperate that she might be moving in today. My "roommate" never actually moved in, and she told Bob that she would be gathering her stuff some time before December 1st. Weird, she has been paying rent the whole time I have been living but I am not complaining I love having the place to myself. So he was telling me that this woman is like 50 and from Grenada, and that she would be moving into my roommates room. Which would have sucked big time, I wouldn't have been able to have certain people over until 2:30am on any given night, or have the run of the place to myself. But she called and said she thought it was too far away from downtown so she changed her mind about coming to look at it. Honestly, beggars can't be choosers. So I have my place all to myself again! Bob brought me boxes today so I could start packing, because he had wrecked all mine in the summer with out asking me. Some of these boxes I've had since first year when I moved away from home, I have to admit it kind of pissed me off, I just wished he would have left them well alone. He didn't even bring me good boxes, they have openings in the top and bottoms, and I am like I need to store my stuff in them. What was he thinking? So glad I am out of here! I don't think I would come back here after all even though the rent is cheap, and I get cable.