After a month of living on my own, I realize now that it’s become too much.
I came home from work earlier this evening to find an eviction notice on my door. It, or rather the apartment complex manager, said that my check for this month’s rent and water came back as insufficient funds (in other words, the check bounced).
Needless to say, they have given me five days to either pay or get out.
For one thing, I wasn’t ready—I didn’t budget myself (I tried) or save up money (I had the money to move out; I just needed to save up–again). I’ve practically screwed myself over.
Going to finish packing and sleep.