CRAIGSLIST
I'm feeling really good about life today.
In the past week I've gone from a jobless what-day-is-it limbo to lots of promise.
I posted my apartment and within ten minutes, I had a deluge of calls. The first people to see it fell in love with it and they are PERFECT. They're students, they work nearby, they have experience with DIY, they LOVE the paint colors and don't want us to change it before we leave, and they'll fit in well with the other tenants. We met with my landlord and worked out the contract switch and it seems set!
Then, after MONTHS of searching, we finally found the perfect place for us! It's a townhouse in the upper Fan with stairs and a little patio for Pupple to run around on, two bedrooms, a bigger bathroom and kitchen with GAS stove, washer and dryer of our very own, no carpeting, and LOTS of closet space. The parking is nearby and secure, grocery stores and bus lines are close, and places like Target and Petsmart and Landis' new apartment are closer than we are now. And it's so much cheaper than the smaller places were looking at downtown. Now I just hope the paperwork goes well, and we'll be set! I can't wait to have my own little garden and a separate, dedicated study.
So when we were looking at real estate, the manager of the local ABC called and said he wants to hire me! I'll be making more per hour, with more hours per week, to do less than I do now (I think selling alcohol to people takes a lot less convincing than teaching athletes a foreign language).
AND to top it all off, we've been getting rid of some serious baggage! So far I've found good homes for my old cell phone, half my wardrobe, puppy stuff, half our books, a rug, extra groceries and toiletries, and of course OUR APARTMENT! I also went through two years of unopened junk mail and recycled/shredded it all.
I just feel PURGED.
Anyone want to come over and mix FREE liqeurs together and drink it? We aren't gonna, and we don't want to move all those bottles. Come on. Bloody Mary mix with Campari would be awesome. We'll call it The Bitter End.
In the past week I've gone from a jobless what-day-is-it limbo to lots of promise.
I posted my apartment and within ten minutes, I had a deluge of calls. The first people to see it fell in love with it and they are PERFECT. They're students, they work nearby, they have experience with DIY, they LOVE the paint colors and don't want us to change it before we leave, and they'll fit in well with the other tenants. We met with my landlord and worked out the contract switch and it seems set!
Then, after MONTHS of searching, we finally found the perfect place for us! It's a townhouse in the upper Fan with stairs and a little patio for Pupple to run around on, two bedrooms, a bigger bathroom and kitchen with GAS stove, washer and dryer of our very own, no carpeting, and LOTS of closet space. The parking is nearby and secure, grocery stores and bus lines are close, and places like Target and Petsmart and Landis' new apartment are closer than we are now. And it's so much cheaper than the smaller places were looking at downtown. Now I just hope the paperwork goes well, and we'll be set! I can't wait to have my own little garden and a separate, dedicated study.
So when we were looking at real estate, the manager of the local ABC called and said he wants to hire me! I'll be making more per hour, with more hours per week, to do less than I do now (I think selling alcohol to people takes a lot less convincing than teaching athletes a foreign language).
AND to top it all off, we've been getting rid of some serious baggage! So far I've found good homes for my old cell phone, half my wardrobe, puppy stuff, half our books, a rug, extra groceries and toiletries, and of course OUR APARTMENT! I also went through two years of unopened junk mail and recycled/shredded it all.
I just feel PURGED.
Anyone want to come over and mix FREE liqeurs together and drink it? We aren't gonna, and we don't want to move all those bottles. Come on. Bloody Mary mix with Campari would be awesome. We'll call it The Bitter End.