The living cheap thread got me thinking. I was pretty good at it when I left home. Let's say I was motivated to start off on my own. My landlady said to call her machine with references. I was too cheap to have a cell phone but I had the reference info with me so I called from a payphone in the parking lot of an Amato's restaurant next door. (Later, when I was too cheap to call 411 from home, I'd walk to that same phone booth. 411 is free at pay phones-- saves them from constantly vandalized phone books.)
It looks good from the outside except all the fire escapes tacked on. Probably used to be a stately mansion right on main street. Was subdivided into half a dozen slums. There were great plaster on lathe ceilings ten feet up but they put in a suspended ceiling a couple feet down from that with that faux-bestos junk. I could occasionally hear chunks of plaster work their way loose and land on the sub-ceiling. Unless a mouse knocked it loose.
Office/ living room with a walmart glue together particle board desk and Staples leather chair. Real leather like the executives had! I was living large! CRT screen, 56k modem. Eventually cable internet found me in approx year 2000.
I ate a lot of toast.
It's done! I eventually got a very sturdy hardwood kitchen table and chair set from, of all places, Ames! Still have it.
Is it a shower? A tub? I can't decide! I do remember it was slippery in there.
Sink and washer dryer hookup. In the last three months I lived there I had a washer thanks to my G/F (now wife) hooking me up. I had clotheslines draped all over. Still used the laundromat if there was never ending fog and humidity. One February I ran a garden hose out my window hooked up to the HOT water and totally washed my car. Got all the salt off. Salt comes off GREAT with hot water, BTW. My landlady didn't see me doing it or she'd have gone on a tirade.
Lived there for three years, then rented a place with my G/F/fiance/wife for ten months, then bought the shanty I live in now with 5% down. Refinanced a couple times, added a garage, things are good.
It looks good from the outside except all the fire escapes tacked on. Probably used to be a stately mansion right on main street. Was subdivided into half a dozen slums. There were great plaster on lathe ceilings ten feet up but they put in a suspended ceiling a couple feet down from that with that faux-bestos junk. I could occasionally hear chunks of plaster work their way loose and land on the sub-ceiling. Unless a mouse knocked it loose.
Office/ living room with a walmart glue together particle board desk and Staples leather chair. Real leather like the executives had! I was living large! CRT screen, 56k modem. Eventually cable internet found me in approx year 2000.
I ate a lot of toast.
It's done! I eventually got a very sturdy hardwood kitchen table and chair set from, of all places, Ames! Still have it.
Is it a shower? A tub? I can't decide! I do remember it was slippery in there.
Sink and washer dryer hookup. In the last three months I lived there I had a washer thanks to my G/F (now wife) hooking me up. I had clotheslines draped all over. Still used the laundromat if there was never ending fog and humidity. One February I ran a garden hose out my window hooked up to the HOT water and totally washed my car. Got all the salt off. Salt comes off GREAT with hot water, BTW. My landlady didn't see me doing it or she'd have gone on a tirade.
Lived there for three years, then rented a place with my G/F/fiance/wife for ten months, then bought the shanty I live in now with 5% down. Refinanced a couple times, added a garage, things are good.
