I guess that last post was just to long to keep anyone's attention. 13 people have cruised me just this hour, and stayed for less than 2 minutes... and no comments. Oh well.
STILL no new roommate. And yes, D-Date (Jan 15th) has passed. Apparently my landlord is going to try and kick me out. However... I have seen no papers yet. Granted, it's a long weekend, and he's likely enjoying himself like the rest of us by not working. And yes, I've spoken to my attorney and several government offices. No good news there.
I have one candidate left, and her current sublet is up in a few days. Dirty Girl is not moving out until 2/15, but the new girl can't wait that long, as she has nowhere to stay for those few weeks. This new gal is my last hope. I may lose my place because of bad timing. Solution: bribery. Maybe I can buy out DG, pay her to leave earlier. And then MAYBE the latest candidate won't have already found someplace else to live that's cheaper, or bigger, or that she won't have to share, or that's simply available NOW.
This is getting crazy. Everyone else has turned me down for a plethora of reasons. I don't blame them. I want to live with an responsible, clean, mentally stable, employed adult. Everyone who meets that description has amassed enough assets in their life that they don't need a share, or they have a sister in the area, or the don't mind paying more for a bigger room in a hipper area. They can all afford to be fussy, while I'm desperate. I'm trying not to read into what that says about me and my stage of life.
So I'm in "crisis mode" now. I really ought to feel stressed. Isn't this a crisis? I mean...
I only planned to live in New York for 10 years, and it's been about that. I've been feeling ready to move on for two years. I did everything I came here to do, and as much fun as I have here, I am really goddamned fucking tired of scraping by and living one paycheck away from financial destitution. I know there are other options available to me, and any of those cities would afford me a considerably easier life. The things I want now are things that have nothing to do with New York, and frankly, the buzz wore off years ago. Why am I fighting so hard to keep this place?
Because it represents something to me. Which is too complicated to go into here, But I'll start with the words indepedence, acceptance, freedom.
Ok. all great words. I'm grateful for this state of mind, this state of being. Thank you, New York, for that.