Good things! And bad things. But Mostly Good Things!

Hi all! I have big news. As the title states, it’s mostly good with a little bad, but really good.

I FOUND AN APARTMENT!

Remember when I said it was impossible to find an apartment near work and Boyfriend that was affordable and not totally ghetto!?  And I got totally depressed about apartment hunting? Well, I was wrong! I found a great one that is more expensive than my current apartment but just this side of affordable.

The bad: I can’t have a cat there. :( I’m going to have to settle for “playing” with the feral cats at work and watching Too Cute of animalplanet. (Seriously, have you seen it? SQUEEEE.)

But I’m trying to remember that I might be slightly allergic to cats and that their poo can make you crazy. And as Boyfriend has lovingly pointed out, can I really afford to get crazier?


Also, you guys were really helpful on twitter when I explained my predicament (cat vs apartment?):

The good: It’s an adorable little one bedroom apartment on top of a store in a cute town by work. Yay!


-- It’s at least ten minutes closer to Boyfriend – now he’ll be passing me on the way to/from work, instead of going out of his way to get to my place.

Instead of like this:

It’ll be like this:

I know ten minutes might not seem like a ton, but when Boyfriend is the only one doing the commute 2-3 times a week (half the time late at night), it adds up. Also, when he tells me that sometimes he almost falls asleep when driving, I spend a half hour after he leaves neurotically worrying that he’s crashing somewhere. Not fun. Would feel much better if he were a bit closer and the distance were shorter. Also, if he would let me talk to him on the phone until he got home to make sure he stays awake. But alas, he claims, “But talking to you makes me sleepy!”

-- It’s across from a tavern AND a starbucks.

-- NO ROOMMATES. No one texting me while I’m still sleeping Saturday morning asking if I can pick her up from some house party and drop her off at her car. Or drunk eating my food. Or leaving a mess in the kitchen. Or… you get the picture.  

Honestly, I’m really looking forward to the alone time. Both the “alone by myself” time and “alone with Boyfriend and no roommate to start blow drying her hair when we’re watching a movie together.”

But not Midnight in Paris.

I move at the end of May, and I am SUPER excited.

[Linking up with Just Jennifer!]