It's amazing how fast things can change
It's been an interesting 3 days. My dad went online and found a pile of cheap apartments around Pittsburgh andduring my two days off of work I decided on a whim to call a few and ask for a viewing. Just to get an idea. Well after seeing one roach motel walk-in closet "studio" for $375 a month, the next one was very nice and $350 plus electric. I was almost sold on it until I visited this cute $299 plus electric studio down the road. So now my dad said if I was really eager for it he'd front me the security deposit and first month's rent, since I'm not really working full time yet. So tomorrow we're kind of sealing the deal and just like that (with a hell of a lot of help front my dad) I gots me an apartment! Man he's hooking me up big time! I'll just pay him back as i can.
The apartment's in Brentwood, which is (when going a smart route) not too much farther from work than my house is now. And, the most important thing (and the whole reason I wanted to jump on getting out of my house besides the fact I was losing my mind there)it's got the perfect corner to set up a drawing table so I can work comfortably. Well, technically that's the eating area. Which I wouldn't be using anyway. I really had no real place to sit and work at home. Now the step after this is to find a decent priced drawing table. And, Brentwood I think is somewhat close to Dormont, which is where some of my favorite people live! And my absolute favorite person can come down here and we don't have to worry about staying at other people's places, and working around other's schedules. Quite the improvement I must say!
So, hopefully all will clear up and I can begin a gradual relocation process. I think the first thing I'd like to do is buy a case of beer and leave it in there for a week just because I can! At my house, if you don't drink what you bought the day you bought it and keep a watchful eye over it, consider it donated to my brother's alcoholism. I might even buy bottles of liquor to keep in cabinets for people coming over cuz I don't drink that stuff on my own.
My mom is not happy about the whole thing. She thinks it's a stupid idea and keeps saying I should wait a year and save my money. First of all, I never saved my money because all of it went towards paying bills for the house or bailing us out of foreclosure. Now that the mortgage got paid off, that's not such a cloud. Until the summer when she has to start paying the taxes for the house. But that's later. Plus, she's been saying "wait a year" for I don't know how many years.
I don't blame her though because she doesn't want me to leave her alone. Because Rege really doesn't count for much of anything. And I'm not being mean. He's mean and ungrateful to my mom and completely useless financially and for someone who spends all day at home, really does a minimal amount of occasional cleaning. And I'm utterly sick of him and everything else. If I were to stay there much longer I'm rather certain I will do something to potentially seriously hurt him. Everytime I lose my temper it's getting progressively more violent. I just want to have a place I can go that is just mine. I'll still spend nights at home and keep a watchful eye and go grocery shopping with her and pick her up from the bus when I'm not working. Which is all I pretty much do now. Maybe this will motivate her to begin looking into selling the house and getting a condo or something. There's just no money to fix the progressing problems. But I've bitched about that enough before and I'm not going to now. I just hope this all works out and I didn't get my hopes up for nothing. I need a change, we all do.
I'm so having a little party if it works out! It's too small to have a whole long party with people, it's more a pregame spot. So, yeah, I'm excited, can you tell?
(Heh, I've been waiting for this for so long! squee!)
The apartment's in Brentwood, which is (when going a smart route) not too much farther from work than my house is now. And, the most important thing (and the whole reason I wanted to jump on getting out of my house besides the fact I was losing my mind there)it's got the perfect corner to set up a drawing table so I can work comfortably. Well, technically that's the eating area. Which I wouldn't be using anyway. I really had no real place to sit and work at home. Now the step after this is to find a decent priced drawing table. And, Brentwood I think is somewhat close to Dormont, which is where some of my favorite people live! And my absolute favorite person can come down here and we don't have to worry about staying at other people's places, and working around other's schedules. Quite the improvement I must say!
So, hopefully all will clear up and I can begin a gradual relocation process. I think the first thing I'd like to do is buy a case of beer and leave it in there for a week just because I can! At my house, if you don't drink what you bought the day you bought it and keep a watchful eye over it, consider it donated to my brother's alcoholism. I might even buy bottles of liquor to keep in cabinets for people coming over cuz I don't drink that stuff on my own.
My mom is not happy about the whole thing. She thinks it's a stupid idea and keeps saying I should wait a year and save my money. First of all, I never saved my money because all of it went towards paying bills for the house or bailing us out of foreclosure. Now that the mortgage got paid off, that's not such a cloud. Until the summer when she has to start paying the taxes for the house. But that's later. Plus, she's been saying "wait a year" for I don't know how many years.
I don't blame her though because she doesn't want me to leave her alone. Because Rege really doesn't count for much of anything. And I'm not being mean. He's mean and ungrateful to my mom and completely useless financially and for someone who spends all day at home, really does a minimal amount of occasional cleaning. And I'm utterly sick of him and everything else. If I were to stay there much longer I'm rather certain I will do something to potentially seriously hurt him. Everytime I lose my temper it's getting progressively more violent. I just want to have a place I can go that is just mine. I'll still spend nights at home and keep a watchful eye and go grocery shopping with her and pick her up from the bus when I'm not working. Which is all I pretty much do now. Maybe this will motivate her to begin looking into selling the house and getting a condo or something. There's just no money to fix the progressing problems. But I've bitched about that enough before and I'm not going to now. I just hope this all works out and I didn't get my hopes up for nothing. I need a change, we all do.
I'm so having a little party if it works out! It's too small to have a whole long party with people, it's more a pregame spot. So, yeah, I'm excited, can you tell?
(Heh, I've been waiting for this for so long! squee!)