Apartment hunting with an eviction within the past 6 months is a dangerous game. It means you're pretty much gonna have to live in the hood. There will be probably be roaches. If not rats. and hoodrats. And mildew. And unresponsive maintenance. Quite possibly a gargantuan security deposit. hopefully the neighborhood d-boys are the nickel & dime variety rather than the type to brandish AKs.
But I have to find a place I can afford...whatever that means.
Trying to figure out how to "budget" when you have a job where you never know what your hours are going to be from week to week, & how soon your student loans will kick in...is a joke. Or a guessing game.
How did I get here?
I am a recent flunk-ee? flunker? flunker-outer-of? flunk-out-of-er?? of a master's program that I began 2 years ago. So close to finishing, but now I will have to basically start over. I have a dead-end job that I don't hate, but is completely & utterly worthless & has no benefits except the fact that I haven't been fired yet. I am currently renting a room in my aunt's house, because I had to walk away from my old place. Yay, now in addition to unpaid medical bills, I have an eviction on my credit report. Go me!
It's been 2 months since the guy I thought would be my husband & father of my kids (seriously) told me he "wasn't ready for a relationship", right as I was about to give him this awesome ultimatum about how I loved him but was willing to leave him if he didn't give me what I deserved.
Is that irony? Or just just inevitability?
Either way, I'm a little heartbroken on a few accounts. Feeling like I know I'm the shit, but I could use some proof.
I'm also probably on the fatter side of "thick", another issue weighing on the self-esteem. And last week I had the 2nd worst job interview I've ever had in my life.
I can only go up from here, right?
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