So, not only am I going through a divorce, even more craziness has exploded! And, I do mean EXPLODED. Her name is Monique.
About eight weeks ago, I posted an ad on Craigslist for a room-for-rent. I should disclose the fact that due to divorce stress, it’s now obvious that I was NOT thinking rationally. Otherwise this whole debacle would’ve been avoided. After all, I didn’t just fall off the turnip truck yesterday. I’ve lived in Los Angeles for heaven’s sake.
The day after I posted the ad, I was emailed by a woman named Monique. She asked to stop by and see the place on the following day.
She seemed nice.
She had a whole long sob story about a surgery and not being able to work for the past year, which was the reason why she couldn’t get her own place.
She said she could move in at the end of the week and would pay the prorated amount for the rest of the month. The rent amount was fine!
So, she moved in. All seemed well. She still seemed “nice.”
Other than the small fact that I soon learned that she had no car. Nor job. Oh, and she showed up with a dog she didn’t tell me about. Hmmm..okay. She still seems nice! I thought to myself.
June 1st rolls around and rent is paid on time. Great! I thought, with an air of congratulating myself on a task easily and quickly accomplished. Having a roommate would help me save some moolah to buy new furniture that I sorely need.
The days pass. Eventually, it’s July 1. Time for rent!
“I don’t have the money for rent. I can pay you on a payment schedule during the month and get caught up.” Monique informs me via a note left on my coffee table.
Whaaaatt??? Could she have given me a bit more notice? Yes, methinks.
But, instead of complaining, I bust my rear after a few days and a long weekend, I cover her share of the rent. Woo! I congratulate myself silently. I did it! I tell Monique the good news. Rent is covered and my landlord didn’t freak out about a few late days. I’m going to be okay! I think to myself. Life after marriage isn’t the end, after all. I will survive. I feel good about this and as I go to sleep at night, I feel at peace.
Until a few days later….
….more to follow…