After extending my stay twice, I finally checked out of the hostel on September 18, and moved into my friend John’s place.
I nearly had a breakdown. I quit watching “Hoarders” on TV because the show depressed me too much, and now I find myself living in that type of environment.
Actually, the place is in considerably better shape than it was two weeks ago when I moved in, but that’s not saying much.
It’s unbelievably cluttered and smells bad — likely from old cat urine stains (even though John hasn’t had a cat in years now) and mouse problems. There was actually a dead mouse in his living room!
Oh, and there’s currently no heat and no hot water. No working refrigerator to use at the moment, either… and no stove.
I’m “roughing it”… sigh.