There had damn well better be an apartment opening up when I call this week. Prices have stabilized but I notice that landlords are very careful not to drop the prices yet, I guess they're waiting to see if this rumored recession actually materializes. I've only seen rents drop twice in my life, once was the Great Recession and the other was post-Covid lockdown when people were fleeing NYC if they could so it really takes a major shock to the economy before the vacancy rate becomes a burden. 

All of this basically means I may be a fool to rent now before we see which direction things are going in, but my temper is wearing very thin with the constant interruptions and yelling in the house, as well as the constant shade on how I'm not working the proper way (ie they don't want me putting in extra time, take an actual dinner break, etc, but my shift hours don't run in a way that is conducive to that, particularly at the times they insist I eat. And the fact that my mom insists I sit down to eat dinner with them instead of grabbing something quick *sigh*). I just want space and time to myself. And it's reaching the point where I'm willing to spend more than I should so that I can work in peace.