It’s been almost a week since I fled the psycho housemate, and gosh, being west is just so much not fun. One has to get up much earlier and travel much further in much more unpleasent conditions, just to get to the same spot that a sunny stroll down tree lined streets used to get me to. Oh well. Re-adjusting to public transport is trying at best.
Muchly thanks goes out to friends who’ve let me know of possible share housing options. It’s totally appreciated, but me thinks I’m wedded to the idea of my own place for a while at least. I’ve got two likely places coming up at the end of the month, one down in marrickville, which seems kind of the grown-up option, but is far away, another in stanmore, which is much closer to work/newtown/life, but more expensive. Neither is available til the end of the month, and things the way they are I’ll probably miss out on both, but its nice to know there are options even in this rental market. Of course, there is always the option of moving to other parts of sydney, such as the east…