It's moving week here at Maison de Mean Girls and we are all SO super sad and depressed. This year has been nothing but rainbows, butterflies and sunshine and now we are moving to a ......*cue the music* -crashpad. Ugh.
Paige and Brittany were willing to sign a year lease last year on this amazing apartment of ours in Kew Gardens. Well guess what? The lease is up. None of us are sure where this year is going to take us, and so after diligent searching and apartment looking-we cannot commit to a year long leasing agreement so a crashpad is the next best thing.
Crashpads are an interesting breed. For those of you who don't know, crashpads are temporary housing/beds for flight crew members only. Because we spend 65% of our week in hotel rooms, a true commuter only spends 12 nights or less at their crashpad. They are offered at a reduced price, and include a shared room with a bed (often a bunk bed), a bathroom, access to the kitchen, living space, and all wifi and utilities included for anywhere from $200-$300 a month. They will gain reputations as being "quiet" or "old" or "the partiers" or even this week we found "organic." The crashpad is there if you have an early sign in, get stuck in base, or maybe have one day off and are not able to make it home....but it is very clear the crashpad is NOT your home. It's like a rotating dorm for flight crews. You pay monthly and keep your bed, with your sheets and a few of your things. There are such things as "hot beds" which are crash pads that charge nightly and you pay $25 or $30 for just a bed-no sheets no anything. Basically like a hotel, but without the sweet comforts.
The owner of the crashpad we looked at yesterday told us that there were three people living there that she hasn't even seen since September. But at $260 a month, if you get stuck in New York two accidental nights a month-you will pay more than that for a hotel. It's figured we should have the room to ourselves most nights, which is an added bonus.
It's not at all what we want to do....there will be no pictures on the wall or dishes left in the sink accidentally. But, we have to do what's in all of our best interests. If someone decides to leave, we don't have to find someone to fill the empty spot. Which has been a huge burden on us all this year. Even though my name wasn't on the lease...I wasn't going to leave Paige high and dry with rent money to cover-that's just not me! So let's see how it goes....let's see how the airline industry throws us around this year....and just give it a chance. Roll with the punches...
Oh, my life....
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