The Times They Are A Changin’

I couldn’t do it any more. I’m leaving Brantford and heading back to Cambridge. I gave it a go, but the only thing it had going for it was $700 all inclusive for my apartment. People judge, but in my heart I know this move is the right call.

Things have been getting progressively worse with the downstairs tenant. More drunken outbursts. He was trash talking me to the neighbours, who would then approach me while I was out walking the dogs. He continues to blare is music. He took the light bulb out of the light on the back porch.

In addition to him, I was followed by a sketchy looking character on the trail while walking the dogs. That was terrifying. I had stopped and moved to the grass expecting him to walk past me. Instead he also stopped and paced back and fourth waiting for me to continue on. After about 15 minutes of waiting I called my mom, spoke loudly and ran home. My golden retriever has been attacked twice by two separate unleashed dogs on two separate occasions. The commute to and from work sucks. I’m not seeing my friends who are in Cambridge for the most part. I don’t have the time or drive to go to the gym after work knowing I have a 40 minute commute and dogs at home to walk. I feel anxious as soon as I get to Brantford. It takes everything in me to get out of my car and go inside.

The thing that solidified it though was Luke. I’ve been seeing him a fair bit lately. We’ve been meeting during the week at a parking lot to hang out in his car for a bit in Cambridge before he has to work. On the weekends I’ll go to his place after the kids are asleep or he’ll come to me. I was driving home from his place one night at 3:30 in the morning and it was a massive struggle to get home without falling asleep. When I was still in Cambridge it only took me 15 minutes to get home from his place. I could keep it together for 15 minutes. Now it’s taking 30 minutes. It’s a lot of extra gas I wasn’t anticipating on as well. I’m driving back into town after I’ve already left a couple times a week to meet him and then usually once on the weekend to his place. When I live in town he can just come over before work. It’s easier. I thought once I moved to Brantford that would be it for him and I. It wasn’t though.

So, I started looking for places. I found one and jumped on it but wasn’t 100% happy with it. A week later I found the perfect place. Reasonably priced, two bedroom loft. Plenty of room, modern, and energy efficient. The best part? Amazing location. It’s a 2 minute drive to work. I have to wait until October 14th to move but this place is worth the wait. I can be here for a long time and be happy here. I’m beyond excited.

Maybe I’ll actually unpack at this place.


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