Tuesday, July 17, 2007

Home Sweet Home

I have had some great luck in the past when it comes to finding places to live. It usually goes along to lines of seeing only a few places, and bam! I've found a great place!

This weekend was no different. The very first apartment we looked at shone like a jewel in the sky. The moment we walked it, I just knew it was the apartment to be. A little flutter in my heart, a little jump in my step. Decent living space, two bedrooms about the same size, recent renovations, closets bigger than my current closets. How is a girl to say no to that? And ironically, it's in the building where Jen already lives~talk about an easy move for her!! So she's already in with the landlord, and 'trusts' the building. The coolest part of this apartment is the main wall in the living room has a bamboo feature on it~strips of bamboo running the length of the wall, floor to ceiling. I'm keeping my fingers crossed the bamboo stays.

I haven't lived in an actual apartment building for a few years now. While the building is still small, (I think it's somewhere around 26 units), it will be an adjustment. For the past two years, I've only had my landlords who lived on the main floor of the house-turned-apartment to worry about. No real worries about noise, about sketchy or bothersome residents wandering around*, about sharing laundry facilities with others (oh my, it will be painful getting used to that again!)....all that stuff that comes with apartment buildings.

The other apartments we saw, I literally walked into each, took a quick glance and said in my head "ummm...I don't think so." I had my mind made up, and prayed to God and all his friends up there that Jen was in the same mind frame. Luckily....she was. Though there was one apartment she really wanted to see across the street, but the landlords didn't ever call us back. Though I'm sure it still would not compare! LOL!!

Did I mention how insanely affordable this place is???

It kind of feels like it did when I first moved to this city. I only looked at one apartment, though I had a slew of appointments set. It was that same flutter, same jump. I turned around to the super and asked if I could sign the lease right then and there. Though I only lived there for a year, I really loved it. But the notion of fun times with a roommate was creeping in, and I left my one bedroom behind.

Roomie-ville has proven to be way too fun, and kind of cheaper (though, having a roommate means there is always someone who will agree to go out for dinner, to go out for a beer or two...having a roomie means there is always someone around to spend money with. So maybe it's not that much cheaper. Eek!!) But the fun overrides the spending. And now nearly 3 years later, I don't think I would go back to living alone if the option presented itself.

When I got home on Sunday, I packed two boxes. I was on a roll, and it felt great! In just a month and a half I will be a resident of Toronto; I will be a city dweller (oh wait, I am one of those right now...) in an awesome apartment with a brand new roomie.

I'm so excited!!!!!!!!

*In the first building I lived in here, my elderly neighbour, Sally, was the chattiest neighbour ever. I suspect she suffered from Alzheimer's disease or something similar, as she could not ever remember my name or anything about me, just that I was her neighbour. She would catch me in the hallways and fire away endless questions, only to ask the same ones the next week. Though she always remembered my friend Mary Jane when she stopped by...Oh Sally...bless your dear soul.

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