When I quit my job, I really didn’t take my living situation into consideration.
I have been renting a room in a three bedroom house in Hayward,CA. since January. However, it has been a very rocky road, because me and my roommates have had a plethora of issues and disagreements. It got to the point to where my roommates stopped speaking to each other so I have been the neutral person in the house and it has been extremely awkward. The owners of the house have never rented their home out before and they admitted that they were stressed out hearing about our inability to peacefully coexist. When I first moved in, I asked the owners if I would have the option to renew next year. They said they weren’t sure yet, and I didn’t trip, because I just needed to get out of my parents’ house ASAP.
10 months later, I figured that I should inquire on if I’d be able to renew because my lease is over at the end of January. Originally the owner said “he’d get back to me” and about a week later he told me there would be no option to renew. I was so annoyed. It was September when I asked and our lease ends in January… when were they going to let us know? I can’t say I’m surprised though. There has been so much drama in this house this past year that I don’t even blame them.
So two weeks after finding out this news, I abruptly quit my job. Dumb as hell? Absolutely. While I don’t regret leaving my job, I didn’t consider that having to find a new place to live in three months meant I needed to have proof of six months of income, money for the first and last months of rent, money for the security deposit… and more. Not to mention my room came half furnished, so I won’t even have a bed, a mattress or dressers when I move out. I was frequently sick to my stomach thinking about how I was going to pull this off. I immediately picked up the pace on applying for jobs and realized that even though I want a job related to my passion, I just needed to get another job, because my survival comes first.
One day I received numerous rejection emails from various jobs. “Unfortunately we have decided to move forward in the hiring process and your application was not selected.” I started to feel sick to my stomach reading this over and over again. For the first time in my life I started thinking “What if I just have to live in my Nissan?” If I didn’t find a job ASAP, I wouldn’t be able to afford a place. The thought of not knowing where I was going to live next year was constantly on my mind.
My sister communicated to me that my mom had been saying things like “When Michaela moves back in next year,” which means she assumed that I wouldn’t figure it out. Hearing that she thought I would fail was motivation for me to push myself, because honestly moving back home with my parents is not an option for me.
I love my family to death, but the living situation was so unhealthy that I honestly would rather live in my car.
At this point I have a new job (details about that later), but I still don’t know where I am going to live next year. I found the place I am currently living in quick as hell, so hopefully I have the same luck this time around. I am not making a lot of money, so I just hope I can find something within my budget. I haven’t even been looking, because I wanted to complete the first step (getting a job) before looking into a place I couldn’t afford, so now finding a place is going to be my main priority. If you are looking for a roommate or know anyone who is, please let me know. Thank you so much for reading loves and I pray that you end November on a strong note.