In the morning I got up in the tent and I drove to my friend’s house and took a shower and got changed so I wouldn’t be dirty and gross when I went to look at the room for rent.
The room I found on Facebook Marketplace was in an old house that was bought by a couple of really sweet Asian people. I told them I was interested in the room. They said they wanted to do a credit check so I sent them the credit check I did for the Arlington room. They were happy with that so we made plans to meet tomorrow. I went and got a bank check for $2,700 since the room was $900 a month. I had to pay first, last, and security. It was a four-bedroom apartment. I will have three other roommates.
I spent the rest of the day doing laundry and trying to organize some of my stuff that had been in my vehicles and scattered about at various friend’s houses. I want to make sure that I have enough clothes and things to get back to a work routine.
I ended up hanging out with my friend until late at night. I also hung out with my friend that lives next door. One of my friends dates a guy who struggles with severe substance use disorder. My friend showed me a recent clip of this guy’s landlord bulldozing the house he was staying at with another one of his girlfriends because he doesn’t like him. My friend also told me about some of the freaky sexual s*** that they do to each other.