The apartment search of doom!
Argh. I hate moving crap. Spent all of tonight dealing with browsing craigslist and discussing options with the roommates I may/probably will be moving with. We saw an awesome place today that while being listed as a 4BR actually really only has 3BR that are useable and would still be on the edge of our price range. In a bad sacrifice for many things, not be able to save any money kind of way.
So many options with a roommate who may or may not be sticking around Boston much longer, and a need to stay in budget/in the neighborhood we love. There are several good options on the table however which I'm excited about...hopefully if all goes well...we'll have something before I leave for Baltimore at the end of next week. *Fingers CROSSED*
Got all choked up that I won't be living with one of my best friends anymore and basically forced a promise to hangout regularly with him. There were discussions about the future, nebulous for both of us I guess, and about non-profits, games and the weather. We went and got ice cream at JPLicks (local fresh ice cream establishment named after the neighborhood I live in). Fresh peach and El Diablo are both awesome by the way (el diablo is jalapeno and chocolate).
I dunno, moving itself will physically suck...but this not knowing where we're going is much more anxiety inducing.
So many options with a roommate who may or may not be sticking around Boston much longer, and a need to stay in budget/in the neighborhood we love. There are several good options on the table however which I'm excited about...hopefully if all goes well...we'll have something before I leave for Baltimore at the end of next week. *Fingers CROSSED*
Got all choked up that I won't be living with one of my best friends anymore and basically forced a promise to hangout regularly with him. There were discussions about the future, nebulous for both of us I guess, and about non-profits, games and the weather. We went and got ice cream at JPLicks (local fresh ice cream establishment named after the neighborhood I live in). Fresh peach and El Diablo are both awesome by the way (el diablo is jalapeno and chocolate).
I dunno, moving itself will physically suck...but this not knowing where we're going is much more anxiety inducing.