Posts Tagged ‘roommate’

Frustration Abounds!

Tuesday, January 27th, 2009

Frustrated at my roommate, frustrated at apts that charge ridiculous amounts. It’s ridiculous.

I find a gorgeous apt, a lil out of my price range, and they don’t allow animals, because stupid people before me, took advantage of the policy and let the animals damage things. So, people like me, who actually take care of their pets and discipline them if they damage anything, get to pay the price…awesome!

I find a nice apt or 2, but the prices are ridiculous. Mind you, I’ve paid $1000 for a studio, but now I’m looking at similarly sized units, some nicer, but different in other ways, and they’re ridiculously overpriced.

When I lived at Capital Towers, I paid $1045 for a 570 sq ft studio.

I checked out 2 places downtown. One is 1600 H street, studios around 400 sq ft are $1100, one bedrooms are around $1300 to $1400 at 575 sq ft, 2 bedrooms upwards of $1800 for 1000 sq ft. It’s ridiculous!! And now Whiskey Hills, cute, in midtown. $1650 for a 1 bedroom that’s 815 sq ft. Now that’s a large 1 bedroom, but $1650?!?! 2 bedrooms are $1995 for 1100 sq ft. That makes me giggle. It’s just ridiculous. I could get a 1 bedroom on the 14th floor at capital towers, that was around 770 sq ft, for $1420. Why on earth would I want to pay almost $250 more for something that would be on the 2nd floor and have a view of the Rite Aid next door. I mean really?

Price per square foot
Capital Towers - Studio - $1.83
Capital Towers - 1 - $1.84
1600 H - Studio - $2.75
1600 H - 1 - $2.43
1600 H - 2 - $1.80
Whiskey Hills - 1 - $2.02
Whiskey Hills - 2 - $1.81
My Place - $1.19

I dunno, maybe I’ve been spoiled, but the fact that the numbers for these 2nd floor apts is on par with the 14th floor of where I lived, is ridiculous. Capital Towers may have been a little older, but the view was what it was all about, and that’s what I paid for. I think ideally, I’d be ok with paying around $1.40 per square foot for a decent apt as long as it’s under $1400.

Lastly, the roommate, oy! He moved in in August saying that he’d clean up around the house, do the dishes, pay for our groceries, give us free tattoos and piercings for letting him stay there. We’ve gotten a number of trips to the grocery store, 1 piercing, and dishes done (under 10 times). It’s rather frustrating because it feels like he’s enjoying having all the discretionary income that no rent brings, but not really trying to do what he’d said…save for college, save for his own place. In the meantime, we get to live in clutter and stand around waiting for the day when he feels he’s ready. And now the moveout date is getting pushed back, which is even more annoying, so it’s really getting rather tiring to continue to hold in the frustrationg. Keagan’s sister is coming in March, and he said he’d be out Mid February…now the beginning of March. So, I’m just going to be very matter of fact, that he said that he’d be able to move out then, and that’s when we need him out by, so that Keagan’s sister can actually stay in a bed, rather than on a couch.

Oy, the drama! OMG, that’d be a sweet title for a musical…lol.

Anyway, I’m off, I’m done kvetching.

(there’s other stuff about the apt, the sink being replaced, the electricity, etc, but I’ll internalize for now)

I suck!

Monday, October 7th, 2002

Ok, so I’ve been really bad about keeping this up recently, and I’d like to apologize. Things have been kinda crazy around here, what with trying to keep all of my budgets clear and making sure that we’d have enough money to go on vacation to see Jason’s brother get married. And then about a week before we went down there, he and I had a huge blowup, which was actually just a realization that maybe we shouldn’t be together. Partially my idea and partially his. He thought that we couldn’t and shouldn’t and was all set to leave. I thought otherwise, and managed to convince him of that. So, currently we are on the mend and working things through and trying to be more cordial to one another rather than constantly harping.

Another things that’s been happening is the roommate. The one that Jason wanted to have move in. Derek. He’s not really been fulfilling his side of the roommate thing. He hardly picks up, rarely does dishes, and if he does do them, rarely does more than 10 or 15 pieces. This in addition to having added a cat to our house equation, and not adding food or litter, or the feeling of wanting to take care of his cat. What happens….the cat often ends up in our room, eating our cats food, and he uses OUR litter for HIS cat. I’m kinda frustrated….does it show?? To add to it, he’s owed us money for back rent, food, utilities etc, and I’m starting to think that it’s not going to work out, because he doesn’t seem to be catching up. And doing little things like parking on the wrong side of the street on a street cleaning day or parking in front of a hydrant are doing nothing to help stabilize his financial position. The most recent incidence is a pile of dishes that was small when Jason and I left to see the wedding. It’s now been a week since we’ve been back, and I can’t see the sink anymore. And it reeks, and he says he’ll do it, but I never see it get done. As a matter of fact if it doesn’t get done by tonight, I’m going to do it and tack on an extra couple bucks to how much he owes us…..or do something. I’m friggin frustrated of having to clean up after every fucking person.

Arrgghh…ok, well that’s the end of my current situation. I think we’re going to go shopping tonight and see where things are when we come back…ta ta.