Freedom Has A Price…
…and it’s $376. The difference in my rent from when I lived in my OWN apartment to now, where I have a roommate. I will say the price of my freedom is about $200 more (bringing my total Cost of Freedom to about $550) once you factor in travel costs (since I am a lot closer to work) and a few other miscellaneous expenses. Either way…I cant TAKE this sh*t no more (Nutty Professor…Dave Chapelle voice). I made the decision to move to the city for several reasons; mainly because my rent was increasing every year, but also because I wanted to actually live IN the city and not in the suburbs. Now this part I LOVE. I can go almost anywhere in the city in about 10 minutes. However, because I don’t live right in the hustle and bustle of the city, I can enjoy all it has to offer and still get some serenity when I come back home (except for the fact that I live on a major street)..but still.
I find it hard to even look at the picture above. It makes me want to cry because that is actually my old apartment complex…you said WHAT?…so what it looks like a jail…I LOVED that place. It was my first place on my own and I had my little humble abode decorated all nice. I furnished that whole apartment by myself. I paid cash for everything in that place…my bedroom, living room, desk area, dining area, and kitchen at the tender age of 22. New car, new job, new apartment…those were the days. Now what do I have to look forward to. A crack-head greeted me at the door to my current apartment a few days ago when I was coming home from work (around 10:30pm might I add). And when I say greet…she was already on the inside. At first I tried to give her a little play because I didn’t want no mess…crack-heads can be a bit belligerent if they want, and I wasn’t in the mood. Then she began to act as though she was going to follow me up stairs…hold up patna. I want to say she asked me for something (she didn’t have teeth and I think she was drunk so it was a bit difficult to understand what she was saying) and when I ignored her she was like “Oh, so you one of them selfish b*tches huh?” LOL…I just kept on walking and went to my apartment. A few months ago there was a rat…well it was the size of a mouse but you say to-ma-to, I say to-mah-toe, let’s call the whole thing off..doesn’t matter…a RODENT was sitting on the window sill right outside the door, just chilling. YIKES!!. The sad thing is he was probably taking a smoke break from some shindig him and his little nasty brethren were having in the basement.
Oh yeah…how could I forget Lonnie. There is some other scallywag that used to come out at night/every night around 11pm and start yelling…”LONNIE…LONNIE…I KNOW YOU HEAR ME B*TCH…LONNIE…WHERE YOU AT?….LONNIE.” She would do this for like a good 30 minutes straight. That was in October I think. But you know this winter has been a bit colder than usual, so I will be able to get some good sleep until Spring. I remember I came home from work one day and my roommate informed me the SWAT team had come to my building during the day. I was like WHAT THE FEEZ…Muriel and Thurgood must live next door because this is some PJ‘s type of stuff. But, I don’t want ya’ll thinking I live in the PJ’s because I don’t…but this is definitely inner city living in all its glory. But if all goes well, I will be basking in my own digs in a few months taking in some nice southern sun.
~SoSaditty~
OMG!! I was laughin so hard at this stuff I was coughin! This is hilarious! The price you pay to live in the city. My gosh! I’m still laughin over here. ou ust went from one blog speaking about girls who think they are the “DON DIVAS” to a creak head thinking you are one! LOL! And don’t feel too bad about all the things you had to give up when you moved out of your first lovely abode, your hard work and earnings have not gone unnoticed. I’m sure someone somewhere is appreciating some, if not ALL, of the beautiful furnishings that made your place soooooo nice! LOL! Donations to the needy go such a long way and should make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside. (As I sit at my dining room set, looking at my beautiful living room furniture ad viewing my lovely red microwa……………wait, I bought that! LMAO!) Just kidding! You will be down south soon, in your lovely condo. Once again, reminiscing about your prev apt. & roommate sit-chee-ation! Ahhhhhh! New beginnings! Gotta love em’!