Tuesday, June 7, 2011

I can't find my way home

I never did find a new apartment, electing instead to remain here. Rents in NDG have gone skyward and I realized I would be spending all my money on rent. Just a month after my last entry, my washing machine died. The transmission was completely gone but I did get at least ten years out of that machine. The dryer still worked, however. The closest laundromat is several blocks away which meant lugging bags of laundry to the bus. The month of May was entirely occupied with apartment hunting, lugging laundry and drying to stay dry since it seemed to rain at least 2 inches a day. It would have been better had there been a laundromat closer to where I lived, but this meant having to actually hang out there. I always bring something to read, but there was almost nowhere to sit. One of the more unpleasant aspects: single twentysomething/teen mothers/parents, always pasty and miserable. They either scream at their kids or ignore them while the kids get bored and play with the dryers. One twenty something dad ignored his kid while he alternately played games on his laptop and stared at my chest.

I finally managed to find a refurbished washer and dryer at an outlet in Verdun which will be delivered tomorrow. I will however, miss going to Dad's for bagels and the best brownies I've ever had.

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