Struggling

The adjustment to transferring to Minneapolis has been difficult. I knew, before I transferred, that commuting to reserve would be tough. In the past, I commuted to reserve on the Brasilia. The main difference was that I had a familiar place to stay. I either stayed at my father-in-law's, my sister-in-law's or Greg and Becky Linton's house. The first few weeks in MSP I stayed in a hotel. I was looking for a "crash pad" but couldn't find one. Since I'm on reserve (on call) I never knew if I would actually need a hotel each night or not.

I finally found a crash pad for the last two weeks of March. It had 10 people staying there with one bathroom. A gal named Josie and her boyfriend had one room. Then there were 2 bedrooms with four people in each. The theory is that because we all have different schedules we won't all be at the crash pad at the same time. I only had to stay at Josie's place 3 nights but I just don't think I'm cut out for this. There was always someone there and usually several. There is absolutely no space or privacy. I commuted in one morning so I was up very early. I knew the company could use me until very late that night so I tried to take a nap. There was a flight attendant in the bunk bed next to mine that kept zipping and unzipping a bag along with a host of other noises. I couldn't fall asleep. She didn't leave her bed once that day (maybe to use the bathroom.) That night I needed to pump. Since there is only one bathroom I didn't want to prevent anyone else from using it. There was a sheet hanging from the top bunk to partially obscure the view to my bed. I put up a towel on the back half. One of the guys staying in the room came in and bent down to get his stuff. I folded myself over so I wouldn't be exposed. He said "what are you doing in there Alysha?" (Picture this with an Indian accent.) The next morning I received a two hour call out from work. Someone was in the only bathroom getting ready. I had to rush like a crazy woman to get ready. Every crash paddie was there that night (but the owner and her boyfriend were not.)

I am now in a different crash pad. It is right off the light rail. It is around 15 minutes on the rail from the airport right across the street from Mall of America. It houses around 14 but it has 2 1/2 baths. The set up is descent for a crash pad since the owner also commutes and uses it.

So here is the debate. I can stay in a private room from a lady and her 19 year old daughter for the same money but it is an hour by bus to the airport. It is actually pretty close to the airport but because of the many many stops it takes an hour. Or I can stay put at this new crash pad and have the convenience of the short ride to the airport. I am really torn. I would love the privacy at the lady's house but I feel like getting to the airport within the time necessary would be difficult. The lady seems like she would help as much as possible but she works and my schedule is so unpredictable. I don't know what to do!