*wibbly noises*
Apr. 28th, 2010 11:38 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
slipjig3Okay, so that apartment mentioned in my last post that sounded ominous? Instincts proved correct: previous tenants had trashed the place, as in doors, windows and the bathroom sink destroyed. I should have taken pictures to show our current landlords come inspection time, to give them a little perspective.
But then I went to a second viewing an hour later. Ladies and gentlemen, I wanted to marry this apartment. Hardwood floors, one bedroom and an offshoot suitable for office space, enormous windows, enough cabinet space, closet space and outlets, all wrapped up in a gorgeous old house, costing only fifteen dollars a month more than we're paying now (with heat included), and the cats aren't a problem. Oh, and it's close enough to the current apartment that you could—no exaggeration—chuck a Frisbee out the living room window and hit this building.
Oh. My. God.
If you're not bracing yourself for the catch, you should be: they won't hold it. First come, first serve. Which means if we want it, we need to find $650 in the couch cushions somewhere, and pronto. Meep?
Now, the woman actually showed me two apartments in the same building; the other was a smaller one on the ground floor for $25 cheaper, and it would be a perfectly livable option. Unfortunately, that's also first-come-etc.-etc., so same problems apply. And if we can't get in, we keep looking, and que sera sera.
But...I really love this apartment.... *more wibbly noises*
But then I went to a second viewing an hour later. Ladies and gentlemen, I wanted to marry this apartment. Hardwood floors, one bedroom and an offshoot suitable for office space, enormous windows, enough cabinet space, closet space and outlets, all wrapped up in a gorgeous old house, costing only fifteen dollars a month more than we're paying now (with heat included), and the cats aren't a problem. Oh, and it's close enough to the current apartment that you could—no exaggeration—chuck a Frisbee out the living room window and hit this building.
Oh. My. God.
If you're not bracing yourself for the catch, you should be: they won't hold it. First come, first serve. Which means if we want it, we need to find $650 in the couch cushions somewhere, and pronto. Meep?
Now, the woman actually showed me two apartments in the same building; the other was a smaller one on the ground floor for $25 cheaper, and it would be a perfectly livable option. Unfortunately, that's also first-come-etc.-etc., so same problems apply. And if we can't get in, we keep looking, and que sera sera.
But...I really love this apartment.... *more wibbly noises*
