Tuesday, November 5, 2013

Speed Bump - Living in a Motel

Back in June, Boyfriend and I took a much needed vacation to spend a week in Williamsburg, VA and enjoy the theme parks, Busch Gardens and Water Country.  For a decent amount of our vacation, the weather was cruddy so we spent time driving around the city and visiting other, less-touristy things. 

Like the mall. 

One fine day, we made it to BG and Boyfriend was offered a pretty sweet job working at the theme park.  A week after returning home to Roanoke, VA, he and I made the decision to up and move to good ole W'burg.  We had been talking about moving out of our hometown since we got together so it wasn't too hard of a decision to make.  He came down first, then I transferred my job with Retail Company and joined him.  We decided to stay in the same motel we stayed in for vacation until we saved up the money to get an apartment together.

Fast forward to current (because I don't have the time or energy to tell stories of yesterweek).

Boyfriend is back in the 'Noke doing some schooling and interning for a job in real estate and I am in W'burg. 

Alone. 

My car broke down something like 3 months ago and the require repairs were too expensive to handle.  So I ride the city bus.  I'm working near-full-time hours at Retail Company and just covering rent and food with a few bucks left over for cigarettes.  The food has to be cook-able in a microwave or the toaster oven and able to be stored in the refrigerator or dry storage (no freezer).  I haven't been making my meetings (NA) due to lack of transportation, have a total of zero friends or family, and am sorely lacking in the hobbies and interests department. 

Whine, whine.  Bitch, bitch.

HAVE AN ATTITUDE OF GRATITUDE!

Hotel living isn't THAT bad really.  The cost is only $700 a month which about equals a one-bedroom apartment in the area BUT, included in the rent is...
  • Electricity
  • Water
  • Trash
  • Weekly Maid Service (though minimum amount of work done)
  • Basic Cable
  • Wireless Internet
  • Continental Breakfast (with NAME BRAND cereal, non-expired milk, bread for toasting, individually-wrapped mini muffins, bananas, and COFFEE!)
  • Landline phone!
Not to mention, I'm fairly sure none of the neighbors are selling drugs or their bodies.  The guy next door is a Hispanic guy (Pedro) who seems to listen to the same 4 shitty Hispanic songs every night.  The woman on the north end is a heavyset lady who works the front desk and does referrals for a realty company and the woman on the south end was recently diagnosed with cancer (though definitely may have been hookin' it prior to the chemo and whatnot.)  Other than the very interesting but rather cranky Indian couple who own the hotel, the place is pretty dead.  It picks up with one-night-stayers on the weekends but that's about it.

Boyfriend and I rearranged the room when we got here, added a wire shelving unit, and I used my badass organization skillz to get most of our important belongings in here with room to breathe.  The sheets aren't stained unless I piss them myself, the door has a deadbolt that works properly, and there's a convenience store a ten-minute walk up the road.  High five for classy livin'!

Oh, and the bugs are usually dead when I find them.

Motel Maiden
-bnd

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