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Monday, November 29, 2010

The Housing Situation

I have moved more times than I ever wanted to.

I lived with my parents from birth up until 2006, at which point I left home to escape their insanity...and instead created a brand of my own.

When I was born my parents had a one bedroom apartment {1}, where we lived for two years until they began renting a house in another city. {2}

That house gave way to their first home purchase in the neighbouring city, where we lived for 10 years.  {3} It was not a great part of town, but luckily my parents didn't know about the gang that may or may not have desired to beat me to a pulp for punching their leader in the face.

After my parents had saved enough money, we moved to a nicer part of town where I lived for 3 years, and they lived until their divorce. {4}


In 2006, I decided to move out of my parents' house because they were crazy, and moved in with my then-boyfriend, World of Warcraft. {5}

In 2007, World of Warcraft and I broke up, at which point I moved back to my parents' house to finish my carpentry apprenticeship. {6}

3 weeks later I moved 1 hour north to the Crack  Neighbourhood. (Not because I did crack, but because the neighbours above and beside me dealt crack cocaine.) {7}

1 month after that I moved into a one bedroom apartment with my then-boyfriend Scout. {8}

In November of 2007 I found out I was finally pregnant, and suddenly our one bedroom apartment didn't look big enough anymore.

January 2008 - we moved to the two bedroom apartment and painted the nursery for the impending baby. {9}

Scout quits his job, we can no longer afford the two bedroom and move into Scout's mom's attic. {10}

September - we move out of the attic and into a bachelor apartment (for those who are unfamiliar with a bachelor apartment, it has no bedrooms.) {11}

{12} 2009 rolls around and I left Scout and moved back in with my dad to get on my feet.

7 months later Shake'n'Bake, Brother, and I move into a two bedroom apartment close to my school. {13}

Then our landlord has to sell the house to cover medical bills, and we have to move again...only four months in to our lease.

2010 - Welcome to the Ghetto! {14}


That is fourteen moves so far.


Ten on my own.



Nine in the past 3 years.




All four of us have lived here for a while now, and I intend to stay here until I can make a more permanent move to a house that I own.



But you never know where life can take you.


How many times have you moved?

2 comments:

lucasjwjohnson said...

Well, not quite that many.

Port Coquitlam BC, London ON, Calgary AL, Whitby ON, Langley BC, Whitby ON, rez at UBC, apartment in Vancouver BC, current apartment in Vancouver BC. 9!

Luthvian said...

That's... pretty damn insane. I've had to move twice in the last 6 months (not counting a brief stay at my parents in between) and I thought that was bad.

I'm surprised you were forced to leave the house when it was sold. The only way the new owner could evict you was if they planned to move in to your apartment. It's why Jared and I had to move out of our last apartment (but we moved upstairs anyways) when our landlords sold their house.

Also, if you live in the ghetto I'm thinking of.... eeek I feel so sorry for you :( I used to work down there. It wasn't fun. Downright creepy, in fact.

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