Mar 27, 2009 15:43
Earlier this month, my sister came out and visited with the intent of looking for a job, as well as a place for us all to live - since, theoretically, it would be easier than her trying to move out here all on her ownsome. Unfortunately, two days into her visit, her laptop crashed - rendering her unable to adequately apply for an of the jobs that she had been wanting to - and leaving us with the joy of trying to find an apartment for three people and a large dog, when only one of us works (in truth, my sister's dog, Keafy, might have income, but I don't think he's sharing). Needless to say, nothing came of finding a place to live, and so the task has fallen to me to ensure that my sister gets to fulfill her dream of moving out to San Francisco.
Now, Aileen and I already have a place to live - and, while it's a bit small in the kitchen area, we're plenty happy with our little box of an apartment... So we're not exactly hip to throwing caution to the wind and telling our landlord that we're moving out at the end of April when we don't even know if we'd have a place to move to - not to mention that since most places advertised are available to be moved into immediately, we'd be having to pay rent in two places, especially since it would all be just so that my sister had a place to live.
The whipped cream and cherry on top: my sister has already told her landlord that she's going to be moving out at the end of May, and even if she were to try staying just another month, she wouldn't be able to afford the rent... Now, I know that I should just tell my sister to fuck off and that it's not going to work out until she definitely had a job lined up out here and everything, but how am I supposed to *tactfully* go about telling her that the only thing that's been keeping her going through her last year of art school isn't going to happen?
In Other News:
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