Hello New York
Well, here I am. I finally started my first real job and moved into my first apartment by myself.
It's been quite a haul and quite a bit of a disaster getting here, but now that I'm here, I love it.
My landlord promised my apartment would be done by the time I moved in because he had gutted the entire house to almost everything completely new. I continuously told him when I would be here and he still promised me, with the date quickly approaching, that it would be done.
When we (read: my mother, my stepfather, my sister and my self) arrived there was nothing more than walls up and a few light fixtures. There was no kitchen, no bathroom, no flooring ... nothing.
So we complained a lot and he made more empty promises and after a week in a hotel, which had the most uncomfortable beds, I finally spent my first night in my very own apartment.
It's been quite a haul and quite a bit of a disaster getting here, but now that I'm here, I love it.
My landlord promised my apartment would be done by the time I moved in because he had gutted the entire house to almost everything completely new. I continuously told him when I would be here and he still promised me, with the date quickly approaching, that it would be done.
When we (read: my mother, my stepfather, my sister and my self) arrived there was nothing more than walls up and a few light fixtures. There was no kitchen, no bathroom, no flooring ... nothing.
So we complained a lot and he made more empty promises and after a week in a hotel, which had the most uncomfortable beds, I finally spent my first night in my very own apartment.
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