Christ!
I am a wee bit stressed (read: majorly). We looked at a second apartment tonight and it was beyond hideous. It took seventy tons of self-control to choke back my laughter. It was tiny and outdated and the electrical outlets looked fried. There were oddly positioned folding doors in the livingroom that lead to one of the bedrooms. Fucking. Weird. The bathroom looked like an enclosed WWII trench and the stove came up to my nipples.
I'm somewhat stressed because I know that our choices are limited to deleaded and pet-friendly. I know that we will find something. And that we have been looking for less than twenty-four hours. But I do have a streak of paranoia running right through my gleaming personality. It seems like a perfectly illogical reaction for me to demonstrate at this point.
Maeg is going to see a place in Newton tomorrow during her lunch break. It looks super nice. Buuut, to my dismay, it's nowhere near a fucking T station. My morning and evening commute would consist of two/three buses and a whole lot of walking. Doable if I traveled in a self-heating bubble or lived Florida where the weather doesn't dip below zero degrees.
Sucka muthafucka.
I skipped this evening's class in order to see two apartments. Our 6:45pm canceled. And that other one looked like a fucking dog kennel. With electric-blue linoleum. SADDENING.
I'm somewhat stressed because I know that our choices are limited to deleaded and pet-friendly. I know that we will find something. And that we have been looking for less than twenty-four hours. But I do have a streak of paranoia running right through my gleaming personality. It seems like a perfectly illogical reaction for me to demonstrate at this point.
Maeg is going to see a place in Newton tomorrow during her lunch break. It looks super nice. Buuut, to my dismay, it's nowhere near a fucking T station. My morning and evening commute would consist of two/three buses and a whole lot of walking. Doable if I traveled in a self-heating bubble or lived Florida where the weather doesn't dip below zero degrees.
Sucka muthafucka.
I skipped this evening's class in order to see two apartments. Our 6:45pm canceled. And that other one looked like a fucking dog kennel. With electric-blue linoleum. SADDENING.