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I had a feeling it was coming but it always makes my heart beat faster, my palms sweat and then I want to send off a really nasty text to the messenger. Funny, though, her contact number has disappeared from my phone. Is that possible? It's like playing ding, dong ditch. Back in my day, we didn't have surveillance cameras watching our homes. Shoot, we didn't even have doorbells. Ya knock, you run. You knock, you run. Repeat until the neighbor threatens to call your Father. Then you go home and eat a pop tart with a bottle of coca cola.
She knocked. She ran.
What am I getting at, you ask? Why the annual rent raising email. I can't complain too much. It was a $45 increase. For me, it's doable, although that's going to cut into my candy stash. Here's the gist of the e-mail. 👇
Hello! We so appreciate you being a wonderful tenant all these years and due to the increase in everything we must raise your rent. You have ten days to re-sign rental agreement or be evicted in 28 days. Have a good day!
Ya know, I just don't like the way they do business. In the heat of the moment I so wanted to respond with something I couldn't take back, but I'm older now. I know you shouldn't burn bridges. You might need that bridge one day. So, I turned on Roku's Cozy Cafe and got on my stationary bike and rode that anger off.
I'm not angry about the rent increase. It was expected and it could have been worse. I just don't like the threat. Not only was I informed that I had 28 days if I decided not to sign, my apartment would be listed out on that day. Lol. Whaddya gonna do, pretend I'm not here? "Don't mind her, she comes with the apartment." Hey, I've seen enough squatting news. I know I can stay here forever. Unlike people who need to socialize I can stay in my home for years.
The property manager probably knew there would be some feedback and somehow erased herself for awhile. I could hear my neighbor grumbling outside my door a few hours after the notice went out about the unfairness of life.
I'm fortunate. I can pay the extra money. I have family who would help me if I couldn't, but there are people who do not have one dollar to spare. I've been there. I cannot explain what it is like. You can only experience it to understand the overwhelming fear of what being without a home feels like.
Everyone should have shelter. Not a room filled with hard cots you share with others. A room with a bed, a window, a lock for the door. That is not an impossibility. And yet, the government is going to reward treasonous thugs. Honestly, I can't even read that news yet because it sends me to a place of darkness. It's almost to a point where I once again question whether I should just shut out real life for awhile. Ignore it all.
I'm going to sit in my little corner of the world, make a cup of tea, listen to this song and try to hold on.

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