So I went to talk to this landlord...
I had the meeting. Landlord seems like a nice enough guy. There were two issues, one more of a big deal than the other.
1. He wanted proof of income, to which I went O_O and froze, because I'm not working right now (plus that's what I do when I'm put on the spot, because I'm an idiot, obviously). Might get something part time once I'm someplace where the buses aren't so inconvenient (I could only work on Saturdays, where I am now, unless I went back to Old Job- and even then, that would really only add one more day to the roster. Though I'm not entirely convinced I want to work on the weekdays ANYWAY, to be honest). Got a bit of a lecture about that, how everyone will ask for it and so on. At first I was panicked because I was thinking, how the fuck do I prove that? They don't send out disbursement letters till they're actually sending out money. But it turns out that I can email him a screenshot of my financial aid award letter and my school bill. So that's not as big of a deal.
2. What might be a dealbreaker is that he wanted to call my mother as a reference. I asked if he could possibly talk to Kelly instead, which weirded him out, I could tell, and he asked why. I didn't want to be badmouthing my mother the first time I met this guy (that tends to not go so well with people), so I mumbled something about how I had a bad relationship with my mother or whatever. Which is true, but obviously not the whole story. The truth is, I don't trust my mother to not spin tales at him in order to ensure that he won't rent to me. I'm not entirely sure that Kelly's a good idea either, but it's the best shot I have. I think. I don't know. I avoided anything that said that they wanted references for a REASON, and this whole thing is why, you know?
So I'm really hoping that I didn't weird him out enough to change his mind. I hope that Kelly doesn't say anything stupid. I hope that I can talk to my mother about this and not have a huge scene (haha yeah, right)- because if this falls through, then I still have to live with her, you know? I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop here, and I'm going have to talk to my mom in the next few days probably, and if this falls through I have no fucking clue how I'm going to continue living with her after I told her I was leaving. She'll be UNBEARABLE. I just. ajskdljaskla.
In other news, I came home an Kelly and my mom were working on cleaning her room. My mom never cleans her room. EVER. So I'm really freaked out about this now, like she's preparing to either get evicted or break the lease or something and isn't telling me. Kelly just told me that's not the case (and Kelly's the first person to push the panic button, usually)... but I don't know. It makes me nervous. Maybe I just need sleep. I'm so tired. And I feel like I'm going to throw up, after that meeting, and ungh.
Oh. And Kelly just informed me that mom has pretty much "figured out" that I'm leaving (which likely means more that Kelly told her- yes, I've been cleaning, but I've been working on that all summer. Yes, I've been going out a bit, but most of that has actually been for school stuff or just trying to get out of the house. There's no reason to assume that I'm moving out just from the information she has.) I don't know if that makes things better or worse.
I just need this to be over, one way or another. If I get the apartment, great. If not, I'll have to deal until the semester's over and hope to whatever imaginary being I can think of that we don't get evicted from the apartment before that. Because that's a large part of what's been making me a giant ball of stress this summer- Kelly or Mom or both has been pushing the panic button on me AT LEAST every other week, and that's being generous. I can't deal with that plus school if I plan on passing anything. I'm an anxious mess just to BEGIN with, without adding fear of homelessness to the mix. I don't know how I'm going to make it through this year or even this semester without failing anything if I have this other stuff too. I can't I can't I can't.
Fuck, I need sleep. XD
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This has been crossposted to my DW account. You are free to comment either here or there, if you'd like to comment. Preferably here, but it doesn't really matter. Whichever one works for you. :D
1. He wanted proof of income, to which I went O_O and froze, because I'm not working right now (plus that's what I do when I'm put on the spot, because I'm an idiot, obviously). Might get something part time once I'm someplace where the buses aren't so inconvenient (I could only work on Saturdays, where I am now, unless I went back to Old Job- and even then, that would really only add one more day to the roster. Though I'm not entirely convinced I want to work on the weekdays ANYWAY, to be honest). Got a bit of a lecture about that, how everyone will ask for it and so on. At first I was panicked because I was thinking, how the fuck do I prove that? They don't send out disbursement letters till they're actually sending out money. But it turns out that I can email him a screenshot of my financial aid award letter and my school bill. So that's not as big of a deal.
2. What might be a dealbreaker is that he wanted to call my mother as a reference. I asked if he could possibly talk to Kelly instead, which weirded him out, I could tell, and he asked why. I didn't want to be badmouthing my mother the first time I met this guy (that tends to not go so well with people), so I mumbled something about how I had a bad relationship with my mother or whatever. Which is true, but obviously not the whole story. The truth is, I don't trust my mother to not spin tales at him in order to ensure that he won't rent to me. I'm not entirely sure that Kelly's a good idea either, but it's the best shot I have. I think. I don't know. I avoided anything that said that they wanted references for a REASON, and this whole thing is why, you know?
So I'm really hoping that I didn't weird him out enough to change his mind. I hope that Kelly doesn't say anything stupid. I hope that I can talk to my mother about this and not have a huge scene (haha yeah, right)- because if this falls through, then I still have to live with her, you know? I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop here, and I'm going have to talk to my mom in the next few days probably, and if this falls through I have no fucking clue how I'm going to continue living with her after I told her I was leaving. She'll be UNBEARABLE. I just. ajskdljaskla.
In other news, I came home an Kelly and my mom were working on cleaning her room. My mom never cleans her room. EVER. So I'm really freaked out about this now, like she's preparing to either get evicted or break the lease or something and isn't telling me. Kelly just told me that's not the case (and Kelly's the first person to push the panic button, usually)... but I don't know. It makes me nervous. Maybe I just need sleep. I'm so tired. And I feel like I'm going to throw up, after that meeting, and ungh.
Oh. And Kelly just informed me that mom has pretty much "figured out" that I'm leaving (which likely means more that Kelly told her- yes, I've been cleaning, but I've been working on that all summer. Yes, I've been going out a bit, but most of that has actually been for school stuff or just trying to get out of the house. There's no reason to assume that I'm moving out just from the information she has.) I don't know if that makes things better or worse.
I just need this to be over, one way or another. If I get the apartment, great. If not, I'll have to deal until the semester's over and hope to whatever imaginary being I can think of that we don't get evicted from the apartment before that. Because that's a large part of what's been making me a giant ball of stress this summer- Kelly or Mom or both has been pushing the panic button on me AT LEAST every other week, and that's being generous. I can't deal with that plus school if I plan on passing anything. I'm an anxious mess just to BEGIN with, without adding fear of homelessness to the mix. I don't know how I'm going to make it through this year or even this semester without failing anything if I have this other stuff too. I can't I can't I can't.
Fuck, I need sleep. XD
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This has been crossposted to my DW account. You are free to comment either here or there, if you'd like to comment. Preferably here, but it doesn't really matter. Whichever one works for you. :D