Wow, I am now officially in an even worse mood than I was an hour ago.

I was looking through Craigslist at housing ads for the area where I live, and I found some duplexes in my current subdivision.  What’s interesting about this is that they were very nearly HALF the price we’ve been told this particular place is.  Granted, they are 2-bedroom units instead of 3-bedrooms.  But you know what?  A third bedroom does not DOUBLE the cost of a fucking duplex.

It’s not that we’ve been paying the full amount by any means.  We rent one room.  It’s just that we’ve been told what a great deal we’re getting, how we need to pay a little extra because there are two of us, and how LUCKY WE ARE that electricity is included in our rent (which it’s not really, due to the aforementioned request for extra money).  We’ve been living with a thermostat set perpetually between 78-80 degrees, which we hate.  We’ve been feeding our one-year-old cat a senior formula of cat food because that’s what the other cats in the house eat, and it apparently doesn’t have the nutrition she needs because she will stand in front of a full food dish, look at us, and meow her little heart out.  If she were human, she’d be crying. 

In other words, what I’m trying to say is that we have made some fucking sacrifices to live here.  WHICH WOULD BE FINE IF WE WEREN’T BEING LIED TO.

Your electricity bill is higher than last month?  Kiss my ass.  You overestimate the total rent, and by extension our share of the rent, enough that SERIOUSLY YOU CAN KISS MY ASS.

For not a lot more than we are paying right now, we could have our own duplex.  With a room for the child.  With enough parking spaces for both of us to have vehicles.  With no fucking SIGNS HANGING IN THE BATHROOM demanding that the toilet be cleaned.  I could have more than two fucking cabinets for our groceries and instead of being full of my roommate’s garbage, the freezer could actually be full of groceries.

Let me say that again.  Someone who lives here seriously freezes garbage.  To the detriment of the storage of frozen foods.

I like my roommates, I really do.  No situation is perfect and no person is perfect and these guys are decent individuals who share our sense of humor, our values (except for freezing garbage), etc.  I believe that the lying comes from either desperation or, more likely, the landlord.  Either way, though, I am fucking unhappy about it. 

The bright side of this is that, potentially, we could get the smaller duplex by ourselves… and not have to move all that terribly far.