I’m proud to be a strong and independent woman … but not too proud to admit that sometimes it’s exhausting.
My cousin reminded me recently how tough it can be for a female trying to make it on her own, away from all family.
She packed her bags and moved to Florida a few months ago for a job. For weeks, I was jealous. She posted photos on Facebook showing walks on the beach with her dog and boat rides.
That jealousy evaporated pretty quickly last week, though.
She shared a picture that made me grimace. She caught a rat in a glue trap at her apartment. Yeah, that’s right. It wasn’t a tiny field mouse. It was a big, disgusting rat with a long tail that really freaked me out. And I only saw it in a picture.
Along with the photo, she left a message that read, “Being a strong independent woman is all well and good, but sometimes I really hate it. I keep my place clean, I work hard. Right now, I would just really like a break. Did this really have to sully my awesome vacation? Really?”
Two days later she posted more horrible rat photos and said she had caught five already with no end in sight. Meanwhile, she fought with the authorities at her apartment complex to get the issue addressed.
Finally, after almost a week had passed, they agreed to bring out an exterminator.
How she slept at all in that week is beyond me. If I’d slept in that apartment, it would have been with one eye open (or two since I sometimes actually do sleep with my eyes open… weird I know).
Getting back to my point, though, I left home four years ago to take a job first in Logansport and then in Kokomo. While I don’t have any horror stories like my cousin Meg does, it certainly has been an adventure.