- 7 years ago
- Wedding: June 2012
SO and I found our “dream” apartment in December after months and months and MONTHS of searching. Newly remodeled, hardwood floors, nice updated (CLEAN) bathroom and kitchen, dishwasher, yard, fireplace, in-unit (not coin-op) laundry, pets allowed, painting allowed, all utilities included. Sounds awesome, right?
Well, ugh. I’ve been living here since January 1st (SO spends about 2 days/week here but lives most of the week in Indiana, PA…he moves in full-time next Friday though) and this place is just. too. small. It’s so shitty. The floors are warped making it impossible to put certain furniture in certain places. Hardly any of the outlets are GFI. There is only one closet, and its sliding doors are too big for it so the middle 2′ are impossible to access. The basement is so gross looking that I refuse to go in it, making it useless for storage. But really, the pièce de résistance is the utter infestation of highly active house centipedes that has sprung up ever since the weather got warm. I see at LEAST one every day, most of which are small enough that I can comfortably vacuum up. But still, it’s annoying, gross, and gives me a jolt every time, and sometimes there are bigger ones that cause more stress.
…continued 2 hours later:
You will never believe this. Literally as I was writing that post I leaned over my bed to see the most monstrous, huge, disgusting house centipede in the world. It literally stood about 1.5″ tall and 4″ long. I SCREAMED at the top of my lungs and ran to the kitchen and hyperventilated on the phone to SO. He suggests I call our only Pittsburgh friend to come kill it for me. So I do. He says he can come up to help. So I spend the next 20 minutes frozen on the spot in my kitchen, when what do I see but ANOTHER. FREAKING. CENTIPEDE on the floor in there.
Friend finally arrives and we do not find the big one anywhere. I give him an empty wrapping paper tube to poke stuff with, and he literally pokes at every single thing in my bedroom and living room (the only 2 real rooms in the apartment), he moves my bed, tears the covers down, goes through the closet, behind the TV, under the couch, in the bathroom, in the toilet/toilet bowl, under the sink, and even all the way down into the basement…nothing.
But get this…while I’m standing there watching him poke at stuff, ANOTHER ONE crawls in between my feet. And I know these are all different ones because they’re all different colors…some are red, some are grey, some are black. That’s 5 I’ve seen just today (there was one in the bedroom this morning that I did vacuum up because it was small, and one in the living room earlier that night that I lost sight of before I could take care of it.)
Ugh. So now I’m spending the night on the same friend’s couch and I’m probably going to couch surf the rest of the week until SO gets here. And, after only 4 months in this place, 4 months which were spent pouring money and time and sweat and effort into fixing this place up because we thought it was going to be our long-term home…we’re going to move again. I know that every house/apartment is going to have bugs, centipedes included, but the amount of them in this house is just absolutely ridiculous.
Which was the original point of this rant…Pittsburgh bees, HOW the heck do you find cheap apartments that don’t suck around here? All we want is a 1br + den or 2br apartment with a dishwasher and on-site laundry, preferably utilities included OR cheap rent without utilities (our budget is ilke $750/mo TOPS including utilities). We have no pets or kids. And yet everything on Craigslist under those parameters are complete, utter shitholes, or in Homewood/Braddock/Wilkinsburg/etc. And then when we do find that miracle goldmine Craigslist post, by the time we respond to it (even like 1hr after it was posted) it’s already taken.
Help us please…we are desperate. I don’t feel safe or comfortable in that house anymore and it’s to the point where I absolutely dread waking up in the morning, I can’t relax anywhere there, and I take as long as possible to walk home from work so that it’s less time I have to spend there. I have not felt relaxed in weeks because I’m constantly looking all around me to check for bugs.