Slumbering through school at the moment, my mood is getting the drop on me while I pour over the apartment listings. Weirdly enough, I don’t have too many options for one bedroom apartments or studios. I did try to move out in the middle of winter. Also tried to apply to an income based housing complex – turned down because my dad claimed me as a dependent on his taxes last year. Ouch. Like, seriously, that’s not cool!
Already told my roommate when I was planning on moving out and everything was sorted until really, two weeks ago when both our plans failed. Miserably. They just jumped off the cliff of awesomeness and swan-dived into the pit of despair. So I sat my roommate down and told him what was up with me and that I’ll probably be around. I also told him I’m not going to just straight up ditch him – cause that’s a b*tch-*ss move and I still value our friendship. He was thankful, we broke bread (essentially) and everything is pretty much at a standstill until then.
Guess I have time to save more money and get some other things aligned? Found out my moms are buying me some furniture for my new apartment (something I was looking forward to until I realized I’m pretty broke). TTOTT Bless their souls! For the most part, there are a lot of good things about moving out later versus now.
– I have a place to live
– I’m taking a photo class; my roommate graduated with a MCOM degree with an emphasis in Photography
– Time to save
– Could possibly be decent at driving with some practice
– Summer might mean more available apartments?
In the end, we’ll shall soon find out.