February 14, 2006

I Cannot Wait

If it will even happen. I am looking to move very soon and will be checking out new places tomorrow. I am not telling you where because stalker bitch still likes to come by the site but I definitely need a better place.

I've been looking for a little bit now and have just started contacting realtors and apartment hunters to help out. I am also going to talk to who I use now and see if they have anything better. It's not the agency who is not doing the fixing, it's the owner and the owner is fully aware that there are leaks in the roof. Did I not tell you about this?

Let me tell you then. Hurricane Wilma did some good damage to the roof of the building and so now, when it rains, the roof leaks. And it leaks through the light fixture in the ceiling. Isn't that pleasant? It's been months since the hurricane and no fix means more water sitting there, in the roof area, growing mold. How delightfully healthy!

I understand that there was a line up for roofers around here after the hurricane but I think we have all waited long enough. My biggest fear is that it won't get fixed or fixed in time and then the heavier rains come in April and May and the damn roof collapses. About two weeks ago it rained pretty hard and I collected four inches of water in a bucket under the leak. Not feeling too confident that the thing will hold up through another season.

Add to that the jerks downstairs and no matter how much I might like the apartment and the area, I need to find something better. Plus, I would like to be able to sit down and take a bath. The tub here was gross. I painted over it but the pipes are rusty so the water that comes out isn't the cleanest. It's clean but it leaves traces of rust in my tub that I always have to clean with bleach. I only take showers because I don't want to sit in it.

They picked cool flooring but they didn't bother to lay it right. They didn't allow the flooring to breath and stretch because of the humidity so now it has some valleys and bubbles. Also? Cause this is so cool...when you open my closets, you can see where they just cut the roll of tile and that was that, according to them. Yes, when you open my closets you will see about 3 inches of extra flooring, just hanging out, not secured to the actual floor...kind of curling up actually. Tha hell?

I can't close some of the windows all the way because the crank died. These are old school beach windows, (yes I live on the beach), and one bedroom window I had to take a shoe lace to retrieve it and pull it back in. It still isn't closed all the way; there is a gap. So! In the winter, plus having no heater, like last night, I was freezing. In the summer my electric bill is way higher than it should be since the heat comes in because some of the windows can't be closed all the way or there is a hole in the frame...(kitchen window).

I like living in a busy area as it tends to be safer but I'm not particularly thrilled to be living right next to a stop light where two busy streets join up so I get to listen to incessant horn honking and thumping bass ALL day long. ALL. DAY. LONG. That is to say, ALL day and ALL night. I'm not crazy, insane when I bitch about it, it would make anyone fricken lose it if they had to listen to that shit ALL day and ALL night.

Some of the people who live in this building have just trashed the grounds. The grass is beyond dead, they have piled their nasty furniture in the back because they are too damn lazy and cheap to take it to the dump and for a week there were two shopping carts right out front on the sidewalks. Totally ghetto!

And they want to raise the rent when the lease is up. HA! NOT!

Oh and the washer and dryer broke and they will not fix them. No assigned parking...overall not such a big deal because I can usually find a place, (I switched my hours at work after learning when I would find parking), but when I need to go to the laundromat or do some serious grocery shopping, I don't always get parking close and I have to lug that crap a few blocks over and then go back, lug more, etc. It sucks. As it stands, I rarely go anywhere after I've found parking because I don't want to have to fight to find space when I come back. Not the way I want to live.

This place could be so cute. I wish they would fix things up and take crap to the dump and get rid of the nasty, ghetto trash.

But they do not. Because they are greedy and stupid and cannot see the bigger picture. They cannot see that if they spend a little bit of money and fix the place up, they could charge so much for this place.

So fuck it. My patience is worn. No, it's gone. I'm a little sad because even with all the shortcomings I really liked this place. But my and my cat's health must be considered. For what I pay for rent AND the astronomical electric bill in the summer, I could be renting a phat ass nice unit somewhere directly on the beach. With an ocean view.

Of course the problem with moving is that all things will be up in March. My lease and my car insurance. How fun! So I will have to see if I even have the fricken money to put down for a new place as I don't entirely trust the landlords I have now to give me back my $1600 I put down as security when I moved in. It was legitimate for them to ask me for that but it's also legitimate for them to give it the fuck back to me. Will they? I'm not sure. My lease does not say it is or is not refundable. I was desperate to get here and didn't think to have that put in writing. My fault.

I have also read some very negative things about the agency I currently use and while I know that people don't always tell the truth; they would rather bitch and complain and get a load of "you poor thing" and "man, that sucks" letters to them, people have a tendency NOT to take responsibility for their own actions, it does make me wonder if I will get screwed.

I hope not. I hope they give me my money back. The lady who owns the agency really likes me so maybe I will but there is no saying right now. If she doesn't and the new agency is not willing to work out a payment plan with me for the fucking deposit, I may be stuck here for awhile longer. Which will suck because if I have to hear one more asshole blare their horn in impatience at the JUST turned green light, if I have to hear that brat downstairs slam that door one more time or bounce off the walls for a few hours one more night, if I have to hear one more prick thump his bass trying to impress, if I have to see one more piece of furniture tossed in the back, side or front by lazy, 3rd world assholes who move to this country and then treat it like their dump, if I have to see one more mother fucking shopping cart out front, if I have to go one more year without being able to take a luxurious bath....I will probably go certifiably crazy.

I would have had the money to do this if I hadn't had to spend all that fucking money on car repairs but! I am thankful I have a car TO repair and all things happen as they should...but damnit I would love to have an extra couple hundred.

One night a friend and I sat around and talked about how we sometimes think about stripping or being an escort. We would never do it, of course, but DAMN wouldn't that be nice to rake in a few hundred dollars for a few hours work. Fucking morals.

Anyway, I'll let ya know how it went. All I want is a nice, clean, quiet neighborhood, free from crime and screaming children and street traffic with a nice view...NOT a view into someone else's apartment. All I want is to be able to take a fucking bath, MY GOD! All I want is to have a cool place in the summer and a warm place in the winter. All I want is to have quiet, respectful neighbors. All I want is a fucking roof that does not threaten to collapse or fuck with my health and leak through ELECTRICAL FUCKING EQUIPMENT!

Unfortunately I'm not 55 or over and I can't get those places yet. But I'm looking for second best. And knocking on wood that absolutely nothing else goes wrong in my life to suck the money from me.

All I can do right now is continue to eat my 33 cent burritos, hoarde every last penny I can and hope extra fucking hard that I can do this.

Wish me luck.

Posted by S. Faolan Wolf at February 14, 2006 10:34 PM | TrackBack
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