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The 1BR apartment in Lansingburgh looked really good from the internet, so when the landlord said I had to come today or not for a while because he was going somewhere, I jumped. Sent him an email saying I couldn't be there any earlier than 6. Got Mom to go down with me (in case it was a Bad Situation; I have no friends around here). Got there ... and couldn't get in. Couldn't call him because the number he gave me was messed up. Soon a guy from the building stopped by and gave me the right number (the problem was a typo, - for 0), and when I called he was like, "I'm babysitting and working on my house, I can't come for hours, how about tomorrow." I set up an appt for tomorrow, same time, but on the way back - while we were caught in the worst storm - I changed my mind. I want to view apartments on the weekends, and have at least two per trip so I'm not going so far out of my way for one person. So I sent him an email with a kind of "dude, what the hell?" vibe and told him I wasn't coming tomorrow, and that if he actually was busy this weekend it will have to be next weekend.
I want the place - 600 square feet for $510 - but I feel so, so bad for making my mom drive all that way and in the storm that I am not jumping through any more hoops for him.
Everyone seems to think I'm crazy for trying to get an apartment down by Albany when I have a decent job in Saratoga, but the thing is - I don't want to build my life around the job. Living near Albany means I can afford (time- and money/gas-wise) to volunteer on weekends, and volunteering, according to everyone that I half-believe, is supposed to help me get a job. Now, the trouble is that I'm not really sure how likely it is that I'll be able to get an office job in that area, and I'm not going to drive an hour to work and a hour home for $336 a week.
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( bustle talk to keep my thoughts from the increasingly depressing hideousness of my situation )
I want the place - 600 square feet for $510 - but I feel so, so bad for making my mom drive all that way and in the storm that I am not jumping through any more hoops for him.
Everyone seems to think I'm crazy for trying to get an apartment down by Albany when I have a decent job in Saratoga, but the thing is - I don't want to build my life around the job. Living near Albany means I can afford (time- and money/gas-wise) to volunteer on weekends, and volunteering, according to everyone that I half-believe, is supposed to help me get a job. Now, the trouble is that I'm not really sure how likely it is that I'll be able to get an office job in that area, and I'm not going to drive an hour to work and a hour home for $336 a week.
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( bustle talk to keep my thoughts from the increasingly depressing hideousness of my situation )
