How come I never got this lucky when I was young and poor? My daughter and her friend have been couch surfing in Calgary while they wait for their first pay cheques. Right now they are staying with a house full of boys, some of them surfing as well. Today they just arranged a deal to rent two bedrooms in a townhouse from the daughter of a co-worker of her friend’s mom’s friend (still following?) The girl lives there with her boyfriend and recently lost their roomates. They are letting the girls move in on Monday and stay rent-free for a month, after which they have to pay $400 a month each to stay- no damage deposits required. The place also has a bed in one room and a futon in the other, so that solves the what-are-we-going-to-sleep-on problem, and she’s got a basement full of extra furniture she says the girls can bring upstairs to use in their rooms.
I seem to remember scratching and saving to get that first month’s rent and damage deposit together everytime I wanted to move out (yeah, I was in and out of M & D’s house for a while) and digging around for free furniture or cheap stuff in the Buy & Sell. Nobody ever gave me a break like that!
Tonight they are getting ready to go out in the Limosine they won as a door prize one night they were out at a nightclub.
I’m happy for her, but I need her to come home and buy me a ticket on the Children’s Hospital Lottery so I can get my new house;-)