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Lots to say.
I spent nearly $400 moving my things from Toronto to Montreal. I don't think I have $400 worth of things. A lesson was learned though, but it's one I should have learned from my previous moving experience.
I don't drive and couldn't find anyone who would be able to drive the truck to Montreal, so I resorted to Craigslist. I generally have a fair bit of faith in people. I posted an ad in the "Ride Share" section of Craigslist, writing that anyone who can drive a moving truck can get a free ride to Montreal. There were a few strange responses, well, not exactly strange, just sketchy. Fortunately I had good vibes about a reply from a fellow named Dave. He was going to visit his brother in Montreal that weekend. So I had a stranger drive a truck filled with everything I own to Montreal. A series of unfortunate events lead to us arriving in Montreal at 4:00am, but otherwise safe and sound.
There seems to be a lot of confusion about the actual details of my current living situation.
Someone else put it best "So, you're just going to take advantage of the kindness of your friends?" Yeah, pretty much that.
The idea is that I move to Montreal, put my things into storage, crash on a friends couch until I get a job and find a place. Mackenzie Charlton, who is Alex's younger brother, is on a lease that will end June 1st. He isn't happy with his place, or his roommate, so to kill a flock with one stone the plan is that we'll move in together. Unfortunately this means I'll be living of the kindness of others for two months.
I'm not a bad person to live with. I clean up after myself (minus the pile of dirty clothes, but once I do the laundry they'll be neatly put away), I help to clean up after others, and I'm more than willing to pay any contributions necessary for my living arrangements. The problem is just sharing limited space. It's vexing dude.
I've been short and sour the past few days. It would be easy to chalk it up to my present living situation, but I don't think it's been bothering me yet (Geeze, it's not already). I think it's more just about the dramatic change of environment. Either way, I've just noticed that I've been snappy on more than one occasion. It's embarrassing when it happens. I need to sure up my attitude.
Thank you Phil, Laura, Alex and Marisa for keeping a roof over my head. I really do appreciate it. I promise to do my best as a guest.
I spent nearly $400 moving my things from Toronto to Montreal. I don't think I have $400 worth of things. A lesson was learned though, but it's one I should have learned from my previous moving experience.
I don't drive and couldn't find anyone who would be able to drive the truck to Montreal, so I resorted to Craigslist. I generally have a fair bit of faith in people. I posted an ad in the "Ride Share" section of Craigslist, writing that anyone who can drive a moving truck can get a free ride to Montreal. There were a few strange responses, well, not exactly strange, just sketchy. Fortunately I had good vibes about a reply from a fellow named Dave. He was going to visit his brother in Montreal that weekend. So I had a stranger drive a truck filled with everything I own to Montreal. A series of unfortunate events lead to us arriving in Montreal at 4:00am, but otherwise safe and sound.
There seems to be a lot of confusion about the actual details of my current living situation.
Someone else put it best "So, you're just going to take advantage of the kindness of your friends?" Yeah, pretty much that.
The idea is that I move to Montreal, put my things into storage, crash on a friends couch until I get a job and find a place. Mackenzie Charlton, who is Alex's younger brother, is on a lease that will end June 1st. He isn't happy with his place, or his roommate, so to kill a flock with one stone the plan is that we'll move in together. Unfortunately this means I'll be living of the kindness of others for two months.
I'm not a bad person to live with. I clean up after myself (minus the pile of dirty clothes, but once I do the laundry they'll be neatly put away), I help to clean up after others, and I'm more than willing to pay any contributions necessary for my living arrangements. The problem is just sharing limited space. It's vexing dude.
I've been short and sour the past few days. It would be easy to chalk it up to my present living situation, but I don't think it's been bothering me yet (Geeze, it's not already). I think it's more just about the dramatic change of environment. Either way, I've just noticed that I've been snappy on more than one occasion. It's embarrassing when it happens. I need to sure up my attitude.
Thank you Phil, Laura, Alex and Marisa for keeping a roof over my head. I really do appreciate it. I promise to do my best as a guest.