Rewrote my ad, got some help rewriting from Garrett, but so far no subletter. I'll have to find other options.....???????? Board the cats, rent the place for far more money. I'm charging the market rate, folks, no arguments.
Shaw was a punk in his day, a hippie, light years ahead of his time. So was Jesus. Joan, yeah she could have been, too. I'm reading De Beauvoir's Second Sex, but she contradicts herself on Joan. First she says there were many women generals and her career was not unusual, but then she says her story is miraculous. Was Joan an unusual person, or is her fascination that she is not unusual, but could have been many people, many young women? Are there modern day Joans? Is Frances Farmer the reincarnation of Joan.....this time

sassier, sexier, tougher, and swearing......????? So many young women I know are suffering from what I was, being stuck in a job and burn out. THis one girl I know I think will get over her troubles and obsessions when she gets out in the world.....but look at me, I'm fucking stuck here, too. I've been steadily working for four months to get out.....it'll happen eventually. I wish it would right away. BUt the question is, what do I do, now? This.....planning to travel, is consuming my life, and I don't know anyone personally in the same situation as me.

Non-New Yorkers don't understand the concept of space and money. No offense. Those that don't live in major cities don't seem to realize how precious living space is and the expense. Someone, well meaning, recommended a site that sets people up with pet sitters/apartment sitters....who stay there rent-free. Caring for pets doesn't cost $1100 per month. People can complain about the high rent of my place (I'm offering it reduced) but I don't want to hear it. This neighborhood is expensive but so is all of NYC. I can't do better than what I'm offering. I don't have friends willing to board and keep my cats. I have no other options. Maybe other people can afford to spend $700 in one month boarding their pets, and good for them. I fucking can't. Any suggestions?
Sorry for my crankiness........but I'm sick of being held up to some kind of moral standard; people are asking why I am not working, and expecting so much of me I can't give them. Why? It doesn't help when your father, who lives in Indiana, is telling you your place is a rip off......that's putting it euphemistically. My father has been tremendously nasty hostile to my whole situation from the get-go...when I was working he complained about my apartment and when I'm not working he says--all he says--is that I have to work. Never mind about my personal happiness or frustrations. Never mind that the whole reason I left my job was to travel.......but I'm still carrying grudges, anger and pain from my last work experience, from all of them. I look back at myself and think, I was young, pretty, smart and able......yet I was always bruised in the places I was. And why? I know other women in the same place. Somehow I had chalked it up to my "failure" but was it really? THis is getting on another subject......but bottom line is I worked hard for four years and I deserve a trip around the world. I was a copy editor and put in a very bad position being something of an underling and was put under condescension as well......which really .....I haven't gotten over. I am still mad. And the best I can do with this apartment that I had to work for as well and with the cats I worked to get is sublet it......and get someone trustworthy who will not fall through at the last minute.
It must happen at some point.
My other option is to board the cats and charge higher rent. I don't want to do that.
Once again, what can I do?