Random Ramblings Are Random

Slowly but surely getting a grip on cleaning and organizing the stuff that was brought into the house when I moved in 30 days ago. It's been slow going because I find myself getting burnt out so easily with it all, but it is getting down to a manageable level. And it helps when I set myself a goal of at least one doom bag a day. Especially while my roomie is out of town and I have plenty of space to move stuff around. Once I get my bedroom fully sorted and arranged, ready to start bringing in my boxes of books, geeky collectibles, and other assorted stuff, I will start bringing in at least one box/bag each day to go through. Put away what I absolutely can't part with and donate/trash the rest. And donating is easier now with a friend who literally lives around the corner and has offered to help me with that any time I feel I have enough stuff to do a run. I had hoped to finally get into the shed today so I could dig out my gaming consoles and assorted games, but that probably s

My old place was posted for rent only a few hours ago. For $1200 a month, POU, and no off-street parking. Yes, work was done on the place, but not really enough to justify the $400 rent increase they are asking for. Oh, I'm sure it will get snapped up in no time due to the housing crisis in the province. But whomever ends up living there now will find that the windows aren't sealed correctly, the roof leaks, and so much more. Sure, the appliances are all new and there is laminate flooring throughout the entire place now. Oh, and the bathroom was completely remodeled. But it's still like putting lipstick on a pig. I feel for whomever moves in there - they're going to be in for a huge shock when they get their first winter heating bill. Just like I was. In other news, I'm settling into my new living arrangements in Mount Pearl. Buses suck horribly, but I knew that before I even moved here. It was a large part of why I had kept looking primarily in St. John's, but

Since my last post here things have definitely changed! I have moved out of the apartment I'd lived in for just over 12 years. But not in with the friend and her daughter like originally intended. That fell completely through, and in the end it is probably for the best. I am now living with a former co-worker. The same co-worker who was supposed to become my roomie last year. It's sort of strange how things sometimes work out, but there is it. I am no longer living in St. John's, which I'm surprisingly okay with. Now, I live in Mount Pearl within easy walking distance of a bus stop. Not that Metrobus has great service to Mount Pearl, but it is better than nothing. I am still working at the gas station job, and for those days I have to be at work for 7am a friend of mine is giving me a ride. Well, either her or her partner. There are two locations of the same gas station within walking distance of my new place, so I will keep my eyes peeled on the internal job posting si