$2400 / 1br - Live Well & Live Affordably!

I waste most of my day when I am not doing work or answering emails looking for an apartment in Brooklyn, I can’t believe that the place I have lived in for 2 1/2 years has become so outrageously expensive, its like ultra gentrification. I am well educated and come from a middle class back ground (white,- ok you knew it, someone had to pull the race card), I have a decent job that (unfortunately only pays an associate salary, I t still pays though) I am not struggling to pay bills or loans or eat or anything (although I whole heartedly love having a boyfriend who goes to culinary school so that I can bring lunch to work and save that extra $5 a day). I seriously it is becoming a reality can’t even afford to live in my own neighborhood. Or for that matter most of Brooklyn. It seems that the only apartments that have a decent rent attached are in beautiful bed sty or in bay ridge. (Although Williamsburg and bushwick seem to pop up more and more in the month that I have been perusing craigslist). It’s kind of insane. I start to wonder if the city is just going to become inhabited only with money (no culture no nothing just a ton of vapid people with big fat pay checks), all the apartments that are being built that I see even in Manhattan and in Brooklyn have to cost more money than anyone In their right mind should have (I mean seriously I have come across 4 bedroom apt for 8 grand in Brooklyn, 8 grand!!!! Thanks about what I make in a year! -Not really but who has this kind of money).

I don’t know who can afford to live here anymore. You could make the argument of rent stabilization but I don’t know anyone who has the pleasure of actually having an apartment worth what they pay. For example; We live a 10 minute walk from the subway in a decent apartment, minus the “exposed brick walls” crumbling all over the place as a result of the vibrations cause from the new apts and condos being build or refurbished on either side and across the street of our rickety little guy. The floor also adds a sweet little surprise by giving you nice little soft spots in the wood in certain places that you walk, it certainly do not give you the feeling of walking across the room and putting your foot through the floor (well actually it does) the sink last night sounded like it wanted to blow up (I am attributing this to the construction next door) and none of the windows really close or fit in their moldings (I really thought I had outlived the plastic on the window after graduating from college, on and on that subject I am glad I haven’t gained any weight since I was in college because I wouldn’t fit in my bathroom- I’ll give you a visual it’s a 3’x3’ shower with a 3’x3’ room with a toilet and mini sink attached to it…totally luxury I am sure). All this to live in my neighborhood that is doing its best to kick you out and jack up the price so that muffy and charles (or enter any other name that sounds like that have more money than god) can move on in and slum it in Brooklyn. So sad because in the two and a half years I have been here Brooklyn is my home and I love where I live (I even love the chicken slaughter house across the street…sometimes).

So I am going to continue to pay too much to walk to far to mash myself on a daily basis into complete strangers to get to my job to work my ass off to get paid just enough to try to make the exorbitant rent that I pay just to live with in 8 million miles of Manhattan so that I can get to work each morning, all waiting to get kicked out of my little home so they can renovate (and by that I am pretty sure they just mean repaint) my apartment and charge some idiot with money 3x’s what I am paying while I run from being shot in bed sty.

And seriously with all of that said and frustrations being had I still have no idea where else I would want to live besides Brooklyn and NYC.