Time to Spread my Wings (take two!)

Good things and bad things have happened today - nothing major though! The bad, I managed to get distracted from doing my course (again) as I did yesterday, the good… I may have found somewhere to live!
At the moment, since leaving Dale, I have been living back with my mum. I had planned to move out back near the motorway (much easier for work) when my leg was a bit better and I was able to drive and work again. I managed to sign up with a website advertising housemates and have been offered three, count them, three, rooms!!! One woman and two men have asked me to move in.
These are my choices… The female lives in my old town (opposite side to Dale), however her advert says must like children. Hmm, curious, I’d have my own en suite attic room and seems a nice enough woman. Found out later today that the road is infamous for drug dealers and addicts alike, meaning at some point I would be likely to bump into Dale searching for a quick fix. I don’t think so.
Another was a 46 year old man living on his own in a 3 bed 3 storey town house only ten minutes from where I work, which would be about a 20 minute walk. Ideal! However his son stays some weekends and I’d have to put up with a single bed (in a double room, go figure!) and from my past experiences, I attract older men who turn out to be complete perverts (my ex-step dad, my best mates God father, the Welshman, Dale, Tim, Lou, Drew, all older men the average age being 34!). Oh dear.
The final room is being offered by a 24 year old man who is very “sociable” which is another way of saying man-whore! He is offering me a double room with my own private bathroom (he has an en suite and doesn’t use the main bathroom), very nice but small kitchen (seen a photo), would have access to sky plus (I can watch Lost again!!!) and wireless internet which would save me having to buy a portable modem, also has a driveway and garage (cheaper car insurance and guaranteed parking!). His description of himself was very sociable and enjoys living life to the full, great a party animal whereas I prefer a nice quiet life.
I have definitely ruled out the woman, don’t need the hassle of drug dens! Which leaves me with a middle aged pervert or a younger party animal/man whore. Hmm. What a choice! I have arranged to meet both candidates on Saturday evening so I shall cast my vote then!
Mum however was not best pleased when I called her to announce that I had a couple of house viewings. I honestly don’t think that she wants me to ever move out! Her reason for not being happy was that it would be with men and she doesn’t think I’d be safe. What she doesn’t realise is that for the past nearly four years I have lived as an independent woman, a year and a half of that time was living with a friend and a man, and the rest was living as a mother myself and a wife in a small pokey council flat in a pretty scary neighbourhood.
It’s time I spread my wings again. I don’t feel as if I can live my life as I’d like to here, what about when I want to bring a man back?! I have often wanted to ask Drew to stay but don’t feel comfortable with my mother being in the next room! Not only that but once I did ask him to stay which he instantly declined.
Roll on Saturday!