As I mentioned in an earlier post, the landlord, when he ambushed me and shoved the “vacate” letter at me, had the balls to say it was really for my benefit. “Rents are cheaper! You can be closer to your work!” is what was in the letter, along with the “GET OUT!” (paraphrased). Even if all that were true, that doesn’t take into account a lot of other things.
Rents can be cheaper closer to where I work, but the quaint little town’s rental areas are really crappy and dangerous. Dangerous is a relative term because I’ve lived in some large cities where that actually means something, but it isn’t nonexistent around here, and apparently the high rate of drug dealers do bring in their crimes, including violent crimes.
The rents where I live now are stupidly high. Like, they think we’re in Manhattan or something. If you move out of the area though, the rents don’t go down that much, but you might get more square footage for the same price. You also run into the problem that “not here” means out in the middle of nowhere, and because of that pickins are slim.
I’ve spent a couple of days combing the Internet and local circulars. The market isn’t good. Because of my knees I need a ground floor apartment. 99% of the places are second floor! Or there’s no laundry on site. UGH! At least here there is a coin laundry room across the parking lot and even that is a pain in the butt. The rent might be cheaper but then heat isn’t included. Where I am now, it is. That has its own kind of hell, but in New England heating costs can be sky high and have to be factored in. That apartment that is $100 less is actually $300 more due to heating costs. No smoking restrictions. Those are no problem because I don’t smoke. But no cats? I don’t have one now, but I have to give up ever having one to have a place to live? sigh
And then there’s the places that are going to request references from your past landlord. I had to email the current ones and ask, point blank, so what are you going to say? They replied they would provide a positive reference. Well, good, that’s something at least. I had no idea — having never been asked to vacate before — wtf was going to happen.
I was getting more worried and depressed finding nothing, and then I found one place. The ad has been up on Craig’sList for sixteen days but who knows. It is in a little town closer to where I work. It is about what I pay now but doesn’t include heat but it is at least twice as big and looks way nicer. It is ground floor. There’s a barn out back for storing things like tires. It has a washer and dryer IN the apartment! Cats are allowed. It is in a converted 1880’s farmhouse. I’ve emailed and left a message.
The problem is now wtf is my work going to do? If this place IS still available, then what? If they knock my job down to part-time (which is insane since I work it 40 hours a week) I have calculated that I can afford something like this apartment if my job goes to 32 hours but not less. I’d also look for another part-time job. (oy… still no benefits)
I guess if the apartment is still available and I go see it, and it looks as good in person as it does in the ad, then I’ll offer the landlord some money to hold it. If I can go through with renting it (because I didn’t lose my job), then the money can go toward the deposit. If I can afford to rent it, he can keep the money. Hopefully he’d agree to do that. Hopefully hopefully. Yeah, I know better than to get my hopes up. There’s so much that can go wrong. Wronger. Continue in its wrongness. Etc. The apartment looks too good to be true, so it is either rat infested or is already gone.
I really need to climb stairs. :::looks at stupid knees that need surgery and don’t appear to ever be able to afford it:::
Featured image is an old Second Life photo of an old home sim I designed. It was a science-fiction themed little world, loosely based on Firefly. It had a back story and everything. I hated to give it up but even virtual land costs real money.