Last night was a bit of a rough night. Our apartment is nowhere near as private as we had hoped. The people who live above us treat the common space (a hallway we have to go through to get to OUR bathroom) as an extension of their apartment. They have two 8 year old boys who they decided the put in the room that shares a wall with our bedroom when there is another bedroom that does not share a wall with any of our living space. They also asked when we first moved in if the little boys could use OUR bathroom at night so that they didn't have to come upstairs. Again, not a part of the deal. But when BF originally said no, the woman got all weird about it as if it was rude that we did not want to share the bathroom we are paying to have. So I caved and went back to them and said it was fine because I have had it be weird with my upstairs neighbors before and was hoping to avoid it being weird again. Then the lady basically told us when we can do laundry even though it is our laundry machine, again in our apartment. This is slightly more understandable as we are all sharing utility costs but I still do not like to be told how to live my life in my apartment.
I broke down in tears over it yesterday. Its not even just this, its my job, it's money. We are paying so much to be in this space that doesn't feel like home yet. We are still having to buy furniture and other necessities. The place was not cleaned very well before we moved in and it feels like we are living in someone else's mess. It has all been very stressful to me and I just feel like I need a break.
At least I found out that I don't have to work this weekend, which gives us time to go and pick up our couch and tv and tv stand. As long as we can borrow my dads truck again. The logistics of moving really suck, especially when we are doing it all by ourselves. Hopefully we get through this and things get much easier soon.
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