I was able to get an apartment through my job. One of the wonderful things about working in something like storage is that I have the opportunity to live on property in one of their apartments for basically free (I have to pay for internet).
Usually, the people you’ll find living in these apartments are couples. That’s what these properties are built for, a couple to run the place. But I will have to tell you. You’ll find a whole variety of people living on the properties. As long as they can fit their family or stuff in their apartment.
My situation is an example of this. My co-worker and I had been basically working on this particular property for the company for the past couple of months. It was between managers and they seemed to be having trouble finding a couple to take on the property. In the two months that I’d been working there, I think 2 couples had looked at the property and decided they didn’t want to take it on.
I was wondering why my co-worker hadn’t already taken on the property. He’d been a property manager before. So clearly he was qualified for the job. It turned out that his family was too big to fit into a one bedroom apartment and so he thought he couldn’t fill the position in the way the company wanted him to.
Anyway, I saw that the apartment was empty; no one had taken it yet. I wanted to move out of my parents’ place, so I went for it. I asked to take on the property. Instead of throwing my co-worker under the bus, I proposed to my boss that he and I be co-managers of the property. I wanted to take advantage of having someone experienced to work with so that we could get things done in the way the company wanted us to.
Long story short, my boss gave me the go ahead to move into the apartment and I stayed in my position but with slightly more responsibility. My co-worker got his promotion and, in the end, everyone wins! I don’t have to worry about accepting more than I can handle too early on. And I can take the opportunity of this time as an assistant to study for the GRE during the slow periods of the day/month.
I finally have my own place. I have a beautiful apartment that I’m proud of and am comfortable in. I’ve moved away from my family and the irritations of living with people that I’ve essentially grown out of. I’m taking REAL steps towards becoming an adult and growing in the process.
I’ve been living here a month and I still can’t believe that it’s mine. That I have this giant space to myself and that I don’t have to share it with anyone. Unless I want to share it with someone. And by that I mean having friends over or having guests over.
To be honest, I kind of have become a bit of a homebody over the past month or so because of how comfortable I am. I didn’t realize until I’d moved back in with my parents how much I’d cherished my privacy and independence. And I am really cherishing it now that I live on my own again.
So while I haven’t up and left the state to a place where I don’t know anyone, this is a new beginning in its own way. I have my own place. I’m now breaking away from my family and forging my own path. It’s pretty amazing.