When I went to renew my lease for my apartment the landlord decided not to renew it due to the amount of complaints they have had in recent times. They believe I am not suited to "high density" living, in fact I may be, but others around me do not think so. They have given 2 months to find another place, and if I didn't sign the lease they would have kicked me out within 10 days, so I signed, agreeing that I would move out within 2 months.

When there is an objective, I never muck about, I was on the case of finding somewhere else to live straight away. I checked out my options with my social supports and the like, but they couldn't see the emergency I was in. Once I decide on something I needed to act on it, and finding a new place was on the agenda. I looked up a few advertising spots on the net for share accommodation, knowing this was my best bet to find cheap place and quick.

When I feel emergency, the survival instinct kicks in, I mean I have been in it many times before, but this time I had experience to draw from. To cut a long story short, after sifting through a few advertisements for share accommodation I found a place that was convenient for someone without a car and was close to a shopping centre and other amenities. This place just happened to be a mile away from where my ex lived, even though it sounds stalkish (not sure if I will visit her or not) I always liked there area she lived in and got used to the area and know my way about.

I contacted the manager of the property and had organised a meeting the next day to view the property. These places don't last long and I knew I had to act, but in the back of my mind I knew I had another 2 months up my sleeve and I hadn't really committed to going. As it happens I got a good night sleep and woke up early and kept my appointment. After viewing my room in this house that sleeps 6 other people I found myself signing the lease that day. The property is well managed and my own room is fully furnished, decked out with a TV, WIFI and A/C, I knew I wouldn't find a more suitable place like this any time soon, so I handed over the bond and said I would move in the following week.

So where does that leave me? I know it won't take long (if any time at all) for my old place to be leased so I'm not to worried about being charged rent at 2 places. I am worried about losing my bond that I paid for the 1 bedroom apartment that I had been living in for the past 2 and a half years due to a hole in the wall that happened when I fell over a couple of months ago when I overdosed. However, at the end of the day, your talking about me losing my bond which I'm not going to leave any sleep over, given that I have found a new place, where I feel comfortable.

So I made the decision to move, and this all happened on the Australia Day long weekend. I didn't need any of my furnishings at my new share place, so I had to sell all my furnishings or move them. The social support system I have in place let me down which meant I would have to turn to family for support, which I really didn't want to do, so I decided to advertise for my stuff to be sold dirt cheap to the first person that could move my stuff out within a couple of days. As I advertised this my parents co-coincidently had visited me with-in hours of me posting the advertisement. When my parents arrived I got a phone call about someone wanting to buy. When they came round my father was telling them that he was going to pick the stuff up himself. I thanked the people that came round and said that my father has decided to help me, so I won't be selling my furnishings now. I deleted the advertisement and put it in my fathers hands to move my stuff.

Dad got a hold of both my brothers to help me move, Dad has a trailer and one of my brothers has a Ute so when they all agreed to help me move I was very pleased. We had our problems, but generally the move went according to plan. My stuff is all now stored at my parents place and if I move again it will be there for me to collect, but right now, I feel free for the fact I can go anywhere if need be, not burdened by possessions, yet still living a life of comfort.