The Dreaded Move

For the millionth time it seems like I am moving.

It seems like all I do is move but this time it isn't my fault. I promise.

Two or so months ago, my dad was getting ready to go back to Ohio but I didn't wanna go home. So I was looking for ether a roommate or some sort of housing. My dad found this guy(who is gonna be nameless) who needed a roommate. I met the guy later in the week and he seemed decent to room with while I saved up for my own place.

Well, as you can tell that didn't work out. I was miserable in the situation. My roommate smoked a lot of week. Our apartment ether smelled like cat feces,weed, and or alcohol. I didn't mind the weed honestly but after awhile the apartment smelling like weed became a problem.

I tried hard to look past the weed but soon after there was an incident that dealt with the cat. One night my best friend and i were chilling in my room after I closed Subway and my roommate also had people over. You could smell the weed through the vent and all of a sudden you heard a male voice that sounded exactly like my roommate and the cat screaming at the top of its lungs. I paused my music and listened and my stomach sank. The cat leaped on the fridge from what I heard. My roommate came into my room high as a kite and made up some story of how the cat tried to get into the window or something like that. After the incident, the cat avoided him for a good week or so and that led me to believe something else happened.

Some other incidents include waking me up at three am by calling me to let him in the building because he kept letting people use/borrow his key and having people over at 1:30 am when I worked at seven am.

Last but not least the purpose of this blog other than to rant! I got a text from my lovely roommate lat thursday after having a decent night saying he was moving out the next Friday and since I was subleasing I had to leave too.WHAT.

So after a complete 180 of attitude and a panic attack which led to a phone call to my dad at 11pm, I had eight days to figure out where the hell I was gonna live. Again, WHAT.

So I called many people and cried and applied for places and been in constant contact with the landlord of the place, I am moving out of the apartment. I don't make enough money to take over the lease and my roommate found out in May he was being evicted WHAT THE HELL. Also, here is the kicker, the landlord told me that he didn't know I was living there with my roommate and my roommate wasn't supposed to have the cat.

So? Currently, I am applying for basically every available apartment in Montpelier/Northfield for a place. Luckily I have a good friend from work letting me crash with him for the next two weeks while I figure out my next move! It is ether find a place/find a roommate or go to Virginia to stay with my dad.

As crazy as it is, this is life currently and life has taught me soooo much.

Lesson learned: Always get to know someone really well before you live with them.

Always keeping it real!

-Kyrsten