Housing, etc.
The current discussion about where Nee and I should move to is between renting an apartment with character, no washer/dryer, more expensive, and no garage, and a rather boring and tight house with a fairly new washer/dryer, is cheaper, and has a garage (there are other places, but they do not assist the example). The latter also has the oldest electric oven I have ever seen. I thought it would be an easy decision between those two places, but I want to live somewhere *nice*. I'm tired of bad paint jobs and not having a porch. I know it's silly.
The search has been frustrating. Places seem to go really fast or stick around until you're suspicious of them. Some places are completely disgusting, their landlords equally so. I had no idea there were so many vile renters in one of the nicest areas of Pittsburgh. Most places have windows that have been painted around so many times you'd need a chisel to open them. And even then, they're so warped it probably wouldn't work anyway. Some places are obvious squeezing space out of places that have no right to. One place we looked at a while ago had the kitchen in the *hallway*.
Strange experience this morning - Nee accidently put her credit card in the ATM instead of her ATM card, which worked (all credit cards I know of can be used that way) but the machine accepted the PIN number she uses for her ATM card. She cancelled when the fee notice came up and we realized what had happened.
I turn 30 in exactly four months.
The search has been frustrating. Places seem to go really fast or stick around until you're suspicious of them. Some places are completely disgusting, their landlords equally so. I had no idea there were so many vile renters in one of the nicest areas of Pittsburgh. Most places have windows that have been painted around so many times you'd need a chisel to open them. And even then, they're so warped it probably wouldn't work anyway. Some places are obvious squeezing space out of places that have no right to. One place we looked at a while ago had the kitchen in the *hallway*.
Strange experience this morning - Nee accidently put her credit card in the ATM instead of her ATM card, which worked (all credit cards I know of can be used that way) but the machine accepted the PIN number she uses for her ATM card. She cancelled when the fee notice came up and we realized what had happened.
I turn 30 in exactly four months.