Then today I find out my rent is increasing $100 at the beginning of the year (yay for leases that begin in January), which will require some clever budgeting work with my new lonely living arrangements. I had been told that an increase was coming, so it wasn't a huge surprise, but I was hoping it'd be a bit smaller.
And tensions continue to mount at work, which will likely be made worse by my new financial situation, the fact that the store's rent is increasing as well, and my growing frustrations with how poorly the current owners are adapting to the changing retail/music education world.
SO I'M JUST A BALL OF FUCKING JOY AND RAINBOWS right now.


