LA Moving Journal | Scoring Big on Craigslist

LA Moving Journal | Scoring Big on Craigslist

My trip to LA was only supposed to last just over a week… Get into my Moving Journal posts to read more about how my vacation turned into a permanent move, and to learn about the setbacks and successes I encounter during my transition from DC to LA.


My previous post in my moving journal series left off with me on the hunt for new digs, primarily using Craigslist and the Roommates phone app. I matched with several people through Roommates, but when it came to timing the move in, preferred location, and other specifics, I ended up eliminating most of my matches. However, one girl I matched with messaged me about a living situation that sounded really promising. Her sister (who was also one of my matches) and she had just moved into a brand new, relatively large two-floor duplex. A conversation was born.

LA Moving Journal - Closet Space Needed | Apartment Hunt

LA Moving Journal - Closet Space Needed | Apartment Hunt

Resort-style pools I enjoyed for my first few weeks in LA

Settling into my new position at LCC took me no time at all. Assisting two departments, I spent alternating mornings completing work for one, after which I’d take lunch and return for the afternoon completely switching roles and working for the other department.

My goal was to perform well and to be hired by the luxury brand as a permanent employee, so I put all of my efforts into effectively and efficiently completing my responsibilities, which started off at a light and manageable rate.

Meanwhile on the home front, Raven had returned to LA and the apartment, bringing its resident count up to four.  It was nothing but a blessing that Tamika, and even Mo and Raven, who aren’t the ones I’ve been friends with since kindergarten, had no problem lending their generosity with their apartment even after Raven’s return. They never implied a sense of urgency for me to move, so I didn’t feel as stressed looking for an apartment as I did looking for a job.

However, aside from wanting to cut down my hour and a half (or more in the evenings) commute from downtown LA to Brentwood, I was starting to realize my need for having my own space to unpack and settle in. I now had a reliable income (yay!), and a means to attain a space to do so. I was also able to switch gears and refocus my energy from job-searching to apartment-searching.

Moving Journal IV | Two Heavy Weights

Moving Journal IV | Two Heavy Weights

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One afternoon, Tamika came home bearing news once again. Her roommate, Raven, got cleared by her doctor and had decided to come back to Los Angeles & return to the apartment; to resume her occupancy of the space that I had started to settle in and get comfortable with. It hit me like a ton of bricks.

I’d spent the past couple of weeks feeling so secure with my living situation. I began to embrace living downtown, right in the middle of everything -- with the likes of Staples Center and the constantly buzzing LA Live a quick hop, skip, and jump (or a $6 Uber ride) away. Tamika and Mo had already adopted me as their roommate, and with every day that passed, it felt more like home. Adrienne even booked her ticket out to come visit me there already! Their apartment building was lovely; groceries were only a half block’s walk away, and I was looking forward to taking my behind to its huge gym a few times a week and laying out at any of the complex’s four tropically-garnished pools whenever I fancied. It was a bit like living in a vacation resort; really all that I could ask for.

Until it was no longer mine.