Life kinda sucks
So for those who've heard (or haven't heard), I'm having to scramble to find a new apartment. My lease is up at the 1st of August, and between the rent hike, the utilities hike, and the mandatory renter's insurance, my rates have gone up about $135 per month.
...yeah, no way in hell can I afford it.
Oh! And if I want to go to month to month, then it goes up $280 per month. Needless to say, I am so fucked.
So yeah, looking for apartments, rental houses, etc etc to move into. At this point, I'm figuring that I should never unpack anything but the essentials ever again. And never decorate again, because every time I get my apartment to look mostly how I want it, and have everything up, I suddenly have to move.
Oh! In other news, I get panic attacks now! My life keeps getting better and better.
Blargh.
And to make this a truly memorable experience, I'm having to do all this stressing on the second anniversary of my mom's death. Isn't life grand.
...yeah, no way in hell can I afford it.
Oh! And if I want to go to month to month, then it goes up $280 per month. Needless to say, I am so fucked.
So yeah, looking for apartments, rental houses, etc etc to move into. At this point, I'm figuring that I should never unpack anything but the essentials ever again. And never decorate again, because every time I get my apartment to look mostly how I want it, and have everything up, I suddenly have to move.
Oh! In other news, I get panic attacks now! My life keeps getting better and better.
Blargh.
And to make this a truly memorable experience, I'm having to do all this stressing on the second anniversary of my mom's death. Isn't life grand.