The past 3 weeks have been a roller coaster ride, me flying high on relief only to plummet into the depths of anxiety. Most of my waking time is spent going through my decades worth of crap I’ve had stored at my parents’ forever, sorting for garage sale, charity, toss and recycle. The remaining time is spent in brief, fitful sleep or searching every ad on Craigslist, trying to find a home.
This won’t be a masterpiece in writing, mostly because I’m so tired it literally hurts to keep my eyes open right now. So, here’s a list:
- The plan of me moving out with my friends fell through. They decided to stay where they are- the landlord lowered their rent and we couldn’t agree on a location anyway.
- After spending a week trying to find other roommates, I submitted an application to rent my own condo. It has an attached garage, is on the second floor, has a washer and dryer and over 800 sq ft of space. Keep it all crossed for me, people. It seems absolutely perfect for me. I know they’re doing a background check right now, but I have no idea if I’m competing for it or not.
- Everything is still up in the air. I need that first piece so I can effectively plan- rent a truck, beg people to help me, plan my possessions for the space so I don’t turn around needing to purchase a replacement. It’s all so annoying.
- I really want that place, so I couldn’t fall asleep last night as I was so worried about it.
- If this falls through, one of my friends is letting me move in with her. Knowing I have that option is a relief, but it would just be temporary, and I’d pay for the cost of moving twice in a short amount of time. Plus storage. However, after I’m completely alone without any family and no money to visit them, a roommate might be nice.
That is all.
1 Comment
July 6, 2009 at 1:49 pm
God it’s been awhile, I’m catching up. I’m sure you will tell more in the other posts I’m about to read, but i can relate so much to the anxiety about finding the right place and once you find it seeing how it might slip through your hands and wanting desperately to hang onto it. Unfortunately, in my case, it has slipped away more often than I have been able to hang onto it. Which is because most apartments SUCK over here. I hope it all went well.