It amazes me how tough the housing market has been on a girl who's just off the boat from the East, after thinking for the 2,500 miles across the USA that September must be a great time to look for a home in a western ski town. Winter folk haven't arrived, summer people are set where they are and not looking to move before winter, probably landlords are desperate, right?!
WRONG.
SO BLATANTLY AND UNCOMFORTABLY WRONG. Because you all know how averse I am to being wrong (Leo, year of the Dragon, born on a Friday... I could continue).
So what I'm saying is: It's not a great time to find a place to live. And not even in the "There Is Nothing for Rent" way, but more in the "I thought I could afford these X number of places and then I got my first paycheck and realized that come November health insurance will be taken out of this, too, and then how in the world will I afford anything in a 20-mile radius". So I expanded my horizons, prioritized the need for some extra cash for the big parties - errr... weddings - I have next summer, and have looked farther out of town.
And most importantly, I've learned that while I will be eating whatever free food I can get, whenever I can get it, maybe, just maybe I can find a landlord in this yuppie town that will accept outerwear or granola bars as payment for rent. I know I would, if I owned a multi-million-dollar home.
Next project: buy my own house and charge rich northeastern kiddos exorbitant rent for my high-end, conveniently-located ski lodge home.
WRONG.
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SO BLATANTLY AND UNCOMFORTABLY WRONG. Because you all know how averse I am to being wrong (Leo, year of the Dragon, born on a Friday... I could continue).
So what I'm saying is: It's not a great time to find a place to live. And not even in the "There Is Nothing for Rent" way, but more in the "I thought I could afford these X number of places and then I got my first paycheck and realized that come November health insurance will be taken out of this, too, and then how in the world will I afford anything in a 20-mile radius". So I expanded my horizons, prioritized the need for some extra cash for the big parties - errr... weddings - I have next summer, and have looked farther out of town.
And most importantly, I've learned that while I will be eating whatever free food I can get, whenever I can get it, maybe, just maybe I can find a landlord in this yuppie town that will accept outerwear or granola bars as payment for rent. I know I would, if I owned a multi-million-dollar home.
Next project: buy my own house and charge rich northeastern kiddos exorbitant rent for my high-end, conveniently-located ski lodge home.
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