I’ve just discovered that my landlord is raising our rent, which is fairly typical of the Sydney rental market. It was already too expensive for us, and add in the fact that I’ve just lost my job, it means that we are packing up and moving again. I say again, because 12 months ago, right at the beginning of this project we were also moving house. 12 months before that, we were also moving. 12 months before that, we were moving. Once a year, we pack up all our shit, and we shuffle around to some other overpriced shithole in Sydney. It can’t be a surprise that this is driving me insane. Today I am selling and giving away about 70% of my books, because the idea of moving them all again is making me sad. I’m going to sell most of my furniture and live from boxes. I’m going to go to sleep with all my clothes on, in case I need to move house suddenly in the middle of the night.
The repetition of this was really bumming me out, and then suddenly I thought about how free I suddenly was – no house, no job. Apart from the whole ‘friends and family’ thing, no real reason to keep shuffling around the dystopic rental horror of Sydney. I realised that we could go anywhere. My partner still has a job, which is good, because someone has to feed our dogs, but other than that, the world is our oyster.
I did a bunch of research on moving to the US. Basically, it seems hard. It seems unlikely that anyone would sponsor me to work over there, and I don’t even want to work full-time anymore. And the costs to move would also be… extensive. And our dogs would have to stay in quarantine for like half a year, and even 15 minutes is basically out of the question for their anxious little hearts. But, I knew that there is a whole raft of places we could go where we would already have friends. God bless the internet. That was comforting.
But we are planning on getting the fuck out of Sydney. I’m so fucking tired of the shithole rent. We have lots of friends in Melbourne, and lots who I talk too practically every day on Twitter, but only see once a year. It would be nice to turn them into real life friends. Oh – and for the person on Twitter who said that ‘in no world is Melbourne rent cheaper than Sydney’, that’s just so untrue. Yes, there are still some overpriced trendy suburbs, but on the whole there are options for rent under half of what we are paying now, in suburbs actually quite close to the city and much much much more dog friendliness. To find those kinds of places in Sydney, you have to go at least half an hour to 45 minutes out of the CBD.
Anyway, here’s a cool thing I found on Tumblr: