I paid $50 a month Rent
When I moved out of my parent's house I moved into the the home of a woman I worked with. She offered me a back-porch room at her house. I really wanted to be "on my own," and she offered me the room for $50.00 a month, I bit, I wanted freedom. My mom was nice enough to give me a dresser and a twin bed and I made myself a home. The room had a plywood floor and I don't think any heat. I never ate there, and to be honest, I don't remember ever showering there, but I had to have.
She had another girl living there and both of them were single mothers. The other girl's son had mental and physical disabilities and I felt so bad for him. All the two women did was smoke and drink soda. I have such a distinct memory of this little boy crawling around the kitchen floor and eating the dog's food. Needless to say, I couldn't move out fast enough.
The woman's boyfriend always smelled like cut grass and gasoline and he was always drunk. What a nightmare. I had freedom though, so I guess nasty boyfriends and dog-food-eating kids were worth it...maybe?
When I finally announced to my new landlord that I was moving out, my cat went missing. I had a great little black and white cat that the woman loved and I never saw that cat again. I found out later, they hid the cat until I was moved out, what was I going to do at that point, I had been gone for a while and I really didn't want to go back to discuss missing cats with her and lawn-boy boyfriend.
I was 17 and a half. I was working at a car dealership and going to community college part-time, boy did I have life all figured out. I guess a no-floor, no-heat room was better than the crack-apartment-gangsta-joint I moved into next....I am just glad I survived it all. There is something to be said about getting a contact buzz from marijuana smoke from the apartment ACROSS the hall.
But I guess that is why God invented College and Universities. They are the halfway house between home and the real world. A soft little life-pillow between mommy and HEY DIP SHIT...PEOPLE ARE SCARRY! OH, AND BY THE WAY...GET A JOB AND PAY YOUR BILLS! I didn't so much have that. I got the WE ARE GOING TO STEAL YOUR CAT AND BLOW POT UNDER YOUR BEDROOM DOOR reality check
...make sure you are saving for your kids' college.
But I survived it. As most kids do, except for all those credit card bills. Back then nobody warned 18 year olds about credit...it is good that they do now. It is amazing how quickly you can rack up debt.
But that is another story.
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She had another girl living there and both of them were single mothers. The other girl's son had mental and physical disabilities and I felt so bad for him. All the two women did was smoke and drink soda. I have such a distinct memory of this little boy crawling around the kitchen floor and eating the dog's food. Needless to say, I couldn't move out fast enough.
The woman's boyfriend always smelled like cut grass and gasoline and he was always drunk. What a nightmare. I had freedom though, so I guess nasty boyfriends and dog-food-eating kids were worth it...maybe?
When I finally announced to my new landlord that I was moving out, my cat went missing. I had a great little black and white cat that the woman loved and I never saw that cat again. I found out later, they hid the cat until I was moved out, what was I going to do at that point, I had been gone for a while and I really didn't want to go back to discuss missing cats with her and lawn-boy boyfriend.
I was 17 and a half. I was working at a car dealership and going to community college part-time, boy did I have life all figured out. I guess a no-floor, no-heat room was better than the crack-apartment-gangsta-joint I moved into next....I am just glad I survived it all. There is something to be said about getting a contact buzz from marijuana smoke from the apartment ACROSS the hall.
There really should be a warning on things in life like...
"HEY, girl from the suburbs that grew up totally shielded from life...YOU can't live here because this type of reality is WAY to much for your little pea brain. YOU can't handle this type of crap. YOU will be scared when you come home to dark alleys and parties across the hall, YOUR mom didn't expose you to this crap and you need to live at home a little longer!"
But I guess that is why God invented College and Universities. They are the halfway house between home and the real world. A soft little life-pillow between mommy and HEY DIP SHIT...PEOPLE ARE SCARRY! OH, AND BY THE WAY...GET A JOB AND PAY YOUR BILLS! I didn't so much have that. I got the WE ARE GOING TO STEAL YOUR CAT AND BLOW POT UNDER YOUR BEDROOM DOOR reality check
...make sure you are saving for your kids' college.
But I survived it. As most kids do, except for all those credit card bills. Back then nobody warned 18 year olds about credit...it is good that they do now. It is amazing how quickly you can rack up debt.
But that is another story.
Thanks for reading. Make sure and check out other great stories in the Archives!
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