July 29, 2010
I actually had a $2.00 bill in my wallet, and I spent it folks. Why? Because I was going to run out of gas. This kind of sums up what life has been like here on the good old Cape. About two and a half years ago, my boyfriend gave me a $2.00 bill. He told me they were supposed to bring good luck. I don't know about luck, but it did give me .97 gallons of gas today. So maybe it was lucky.
Lately, things have been less then stellar here in Massachusetts. It truly has been one disappointment to the next. On the upside, my job has been going fairly well. Maybe a career in hospitality is my calling. Maybe I'm trying to convince myself of that so I don't sound like a 28 year old loser who skipped out on college with the hopes she would get lucky. Anyone that knows me, knows that luck, is surely not my best friend. Luck would like to bend me over and have it's way with me every night of the week if it could.
Back to today's sob story. It actually started a couple days ago. I have been having 'financial' issues and Chris' lent me a couple hundred dollars so I didn't end up going negative in my account. Awesome boyfriend shoutout. Anyways, so I really didn't have much after the fact and I if I have done this once, I have done it a bazillion times. I knew my gas tank would be thirsty soon enough and payday was only two days away...and I was hungry for a Spicy Chicken Fillet at my ole pal Wendy's joint and the hunger just wouldn't go away. I saw the $5.00 bill poking out of my purse and I knew I had to have that chicken! I pulled into the Wendy's drive through lane and looked over the menu. Then I looked at the gas needle, looking like it was far enough away from empty, I could get away with another 56 more miles before having to worry. WRONG-0. As usually, I got myself in a pickle. I knew, in the back of my head, when I was eating that delectable culinary creation, that this may happen. But, I took a risk, and once again, lost.
Today after work, I got into my car and saw that the needle was pointing to the E. It should stand for 'excellent amount of gas left to drive on' in my book. I knew that my car would not make it back 27 miles to my house. I would be on the phone with AAA, and that was not going to happen. I could just see myself standing on the side of Route 6, in the dark, with all the crazy MASSHOLES on the road and all the wildlife creatures looming in the dark shadows of the trees behind me. Nope. Not ever gonna happen. So, I pulled into Cumberland Farms and grabbed my wallet. I squeezed my eyes shut and prayed real quick that on the 1oth time of opening my wallet that day, a bill bigger then a one would magically appear. No dice. Damn. I did, however have a two dollar bill that Chris gave me when we first started dating. It was considered lucky he said. I also had two quarters jiggling in my pocket. I just sat there with this sad bit of money in my hand and didn't know if I should laugh or cry. This is so my luck, my life, at it's best. If it's going to be anyone it's going to be me.
I got out of the car and sheepishly walked into the gas station. I couldn't even make eye contact with the lady cashier, because I was too afraid of what her reaction may be when I present her with my currency from Tiny Tim. I mumbled, "two-fifty on eight please." And just so that didn't seem real weird, I followed it up with, "I'm sorry it's weird." And then to make sure THAT didn't sound even weirder, I added, " I just need to make it home." It got weird. Well, for me anyways. The lady just smiled and said, "sure, we take everything, even two-fifty" and gave me a smile and for a split second I though I saw her feel bad for me. Like, "oh this girl is poor" bad. Or maybe not. I jerkishly walked out of the store, feeling sorry for myself, pumped my gas and hoped that I would make it home. And I was only poor for another 4 hours after that, because as of midnight, my direct deposit for work went through. Gotta love that.
We've got Mail
June 5, 2010
Who would have thought getting bills would be so exciting! I found 2 pieces of mail in the mailbox today ( which I had to ask the landlord to put up because he took it down years ago. After not getting or seeing any mail for almost a month, it feels good to finally get the post card I sent to myself from work yesterday. I wanted to see if the zip code the post office gave us, would in fact, route the mail to us. Its a VERY long and grueling story. It gives me a headache thinking about it. Anyways, so yay for mail.
Who would have thought getting bills would be so exciting! I found 2 pieces of mail in the mailbox today ( which I had to ask the landlord to put up because he took it down years ago. After not getting or seeing any mail for almost a month, it feels good to finally get the post card I sent to myself from work yesterday. I wanted to see if the zip code the post office gave us, would in fact, route the mail to us. Its a VERY long and grueling story. It gives me a headache thinking about it. Anyways, so yay for mail.
DIY-Self Made Dolly
May 30, 2010
Today we moved all our stuff into our place,...and moved a lot of stuff into storage as well. Here is a taste of what we had to deal with when we realized we had to move everything off and out of the moving truck (which had been harboring our whole life in it for two weeks) because we had to turn it Monday morning. Translation: Refrigerator had to be put somewhere, and it's not the apt. it was going to. Oh, and by the way...we had to leave the dolly in LA. I didn't find this out until we were in Erie at breakfast. Rumor had it, it wouldn't fit. After what I saw Roxi did in Vegas looking for some medication I had left in a box in the truck, and all her reconfiguring that happened in the casino parking lot....I don't buy it. Here is Chris and I making do with what we had at the storage unit. self made pallet dolly!!! I had to get proof!
Move in day.
I helped with this, by the way, I just needed to run around and take pics for proof!
Today we moved all our stuff into our place,...and moved a lot of stuff into storage as well. Here is a taste of what we had to deal with when we realized we had to move everything off and out of the moving truck (which had been harboring our whole life in it for two weeks) because we had to turn it Monday morning. Translation: Refrigerator had to be put somewhere, and it's not the apt. it was going to. Oh, and by the way...we had to leave the dolly in LA. I didn't find this out until we were in Erie at breakfast. Rumor had it, it wouldn't fit. After what I saw Roxi did in Vegas looking for some medication I had left in a box in the truck, and all her reconfiguring that happened in the casino parking lot....I don't buy it. Here is Chris and I making do with what we had at the storage unit. self made pallet dolly!!! I had to get proof!
Move in day.
I helped with this, by the way, I just needed to run around and take pics for proof!
Somewhere in Provincetown
May 25, 2010
Im sitting outside Spiritus on Commercial street trying to forward our mail online. We are currently staying in Ptown up the street from my new job(convenient for 3 days)and just got word we can move our stuff into our new place on Sunday. Thank you!!!!! Chris's boss/owner's partner of the restaurant he's working at,graciously let us set up camp, cats included at her studio till we can fully move in. In all honesty...best thing that has happened to us since we moved here. Thank you Trisha and Raina!!!!
Our little studio on Mechanic St.
Quaint is the word :)
Im sitting outside Spiritus on Commercial street trying to forward our mail online. We are currently staying in Ptown up the street from my new job(convenient for 3 days)and just got word we can move our stuff into our new place on Sunday. Thank you!!!!! Chris's boss/owner's partner of the restaurant he's working at,graciously let us set up camp, cats included at her studio till we can fully move in. In all honesty...best thing that has happened to us since we moved here. Thank you Trisha and Raina!!!!
Our little studio on Mechanic St.
Quaint is the word :)
Me Vs. Cape People
May 22, 2010
Well, we still have not moved into our new place yet. It's been almost a week and the guy has been so delayed on everything and just lags all together. I'm learning there is no sense of urgency out here. So laxed. Blows my mind. If this were Los Angeles, we would have been in our place for close to 4 days now. The guy that lived there before us, paid up until the end of the month and still had some of his stuff in the place. The renter also told me that he said if he needed it to be moved before the end of the month, no problem. What a problem it's become. I got phone call yesterday, after many phone calls, saying that the guy will be fully moved out Wednesday. That's five more days of hotel stays!! More money. And that is becoming the issue. Now we are running low and I'm scared we won't have enough to move into. We have been starting to pay everything with Chris' Amex card and the hotel bill is going to have to be put on that too. He doesn't know it yet, but the car payment will have to go on there too. I had to go and get a storage unit too, because all of our stuff will not fit into the apartment, which will be another 100.00 a month. More expensive then LA, we only paid 80.00.
To make matters worse, we are being kicked out of the Travelodge tomorrow. After almost a week of 'living' here, I got an angry call from the hotel owner today saying the housekeeper saw a cat in the window. Busted. We must leave at checkout tomorrow. Damn Superfly. I know it was him, he's been the only one trying to get to the window the whole time. Goodbye Travelodge, it's been real....tricky. Oh and thanks for making us homeless...again.
On the upside...this beach, Nauset Beach, is a mile from our soon to be new place. If he ever let's us move in.
Well, we still have not moved into our new place yet. It's been almost a week and the guy has been so delayed on everything and just lags all together. I'm learning there is no sense of urgency out here. So laxed. Blows my mind. If this were Los Angeles, we would have been in our place for close to 4 days now. The guy that lived there before us, paid up until the end of the month and still had some of his stuff in the place. The renter also told me that he said if he needed it to be moved before the end of the month, no problem. What a problem it's become. I got phone call yesterday, after many phone calls, saying that the guy will be fully moved out Wednesday. That's five more days of hotel stays!! More money. And that is becoming the issue. Now we are running low and I'm scared we won't have enough to move into. We have been starting to pay everything with Chris' Amex card and the hotel bill is going to have to be put on that too. He doesn't know it yet, but the car payment will have to go on there too. I had to go and get a storage unit too, because all of our stuff will not fit into the apartment, which will be another 100.00 a month. More expensive then LA, we only paid 80.00.
To make matters worse, we are being kicked out of the Travelodge tomorrow. After almost a week of 'living' here, I got an angry call from the hotel owner today saying the housekeeper saw a cat in the window. Busted. We must leave at checkout tomorrow. Damn Superfly. I know it was him, he's been the only one trying to get to the window the whole time. Goodbye Travelodge, it's been real....tricky. Oh and thanks for making us homeless...again.
On the upside...this beach, Nauset Beach, is a mile from our soon to be new place. If he ever let's us move in.
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