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Chapter 26: At the End of the Night...
Nov. 22nd, 2004 01:25 pmIt's been decided -- we didn't find anyone to sublet, so ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
vestra is packing up all her stuff and putting it into storage, before heading back to her cruise gig, and we're giving notice at the end of the month.
Which means I have to move. Blech. I mean, I'm not exactly sad to be leaving this place -- it's cute, and it's been very good to us, but the new management sucks and doesn't do anything around the building, so it's getting a little nasty. Plus there's the whole 'takes forever to get anywhere' thing, aka 'Why the hell aren't we on a subway line? Waiting for the bus sucks the very life out of me.'
But moving is a pain. Literally, in many cases. This time, though, I'm not making anyone help me move (not that they would, after the disaster that was last time -- I still feel guilty about that). I'm going to suck it up and hire movers, even though the thought freaks me out. I'm not nearly grown-up enough to deal with this. If only my parents didn't live on the other side of the country.
First, though, I have to find a new place to live. And I don't know - by myself, or try to find a roommate? I think I'd like to live by myself, but rents are so high here that I'm not sure I can afford it, especially not in the areas that I want to live (meaning, closer to downtown and on a subway line). But the thought of moving in with someone I don't know is kind of frightening. What if we hate each other? I know one person who's looking for a flatmate, but he really needs someone right now, plus his place is even farther away than mine, although on the other side of the city. And there's one other person who may be needing a roommate for February, but she lives in a very scary neighbourhood. Yes, I'm picky. So?
ANGST.
I guess I need to figure out how much I can really afford, and then start looking around, seeing what's out there. I'm pretty sure that if I can bring myself to live with strangers I could find a place fairly easily, so I'll look around for a one bedroom first. Preferably somewhere that's not hours away fromsarcasma's or starfishchick's, and then maybe people will come over more. :) Also, people who have been to my apartment, I am getting rid of the Free Couch of Suckitude. That bitch is not making the move with me, no way. So you might actually be comfortable when you come over (once I buy a new couch, that is, because until then we're all sitting on the floor).
Dude, between Christmas, going home, all the theatre that's happening right now that I want to see, buying a new couch and moving, I'm going to be enjoying quite the credit card debt. Whee?
(Meanwhile, I went for a walk at lunch, and now I'm eating orzo lentil soup that I made last night fromgenarti's recipe. It's very tasty, although the orzo sucked up most of the liquid, so I should probably just call it stew at this point. And one of my co-workers has a CD I need on her desk, but she absolutely insists it's not there. I'm waiting for her to go for lunch so I can steal it.)
vestra is packing up all her stuff and putting it into storage, before heading back to her cruise gig, and we're giving notice at the end of the month.Which means I have to move. Blech. I mean, I'm not exactly sad to be leaving this place -- it's cute, and it's been very good to us, but the new management sucks and doesn't do anything around the building, so it's getting a little nasty. Plus there's the whole 'takes forever to get anywhere' thing, aka 'Why the hell aren't we on a subway line? Waiting for the bus sucks the very life out of me.'
But moving is a pain. Literally, in many cases. This time, though, I'm not making anyone help me move (not that they would, after the disaster that was last time -- I still feel guilty about that). I'm going to suck it up and hire movers, even though the thought freaks me out. I'm not nearly grown-up enough to deal with this. If only my parents didn't live on the other side of the country.
First, though, I have to find a new place to live. And I don't know - by myself, or try to find a roommate? I think I'd like to live by myself, but rents are so high here that I'm not sure I can afford it, especially not in the areas that I want to live (meaning, closer to downtown and on a subway line). But the thought of moving in with someone I don't know is kind of frightening. What if we hate each other? I know one person who's looking for a flatmate, but he really needs someone right now, plus his place is even farther away than mine, although on the other side of the city. And there's one other person who may be needing a roommate for February, but she lives in a very scary neighbourhood. Yes, I'm picky. So?
ANGST.
I guess I need to figure out how much I can really afford, and then start looking around, seeing what's out there. I'm pretty sure that if I can bring myself to live with strangers I could find a place fairly easily, so I'll look around for a one bedroom first. Preferably somewhere that's not hours away from
sarcasma's or starfishchick's, and then maybe people will come over more. :) Also, people who have been to my apartment, I am getting rid of the Free Couch of Suckitude. That bitch is not making the move with me, no way. So you might actually be comfortable when you come over (once I buy a new couch, that is, because until then we're all sitting on the floor).Dude, between Christmas, going home, all the theatre that's happening right now that I want to see, buying a new couch and moving, I'm going to be enjoying quite the credit card debt. Whee?
(Meanwhile, I went for a walk at lunch, and now I'm eating orzo lentil soup that I made last night from
genarti's recipe. It's very tasty, although the orzo sucked up most of the liquid, so I should probably just call it stew at this point. And one of my co-workers has a CD I need on her desk, but she absolutely insists it's not there. I'm waiting for her to go for lunch so I can steal it.)