Urban Safari

No, I'm not talking about the coyote that decided to take a break in a Quiznos two day ago in downtown Chicago. I'm talking about the apartment hunt. Sigh. Yesterday I saw three apartments: 1 one bedroom, 2 studios. After living where I've lived for the past year+, a studio just seems cruel and awful. This is the realization that I'm coming to. Also, it is the most economical choice and what seems to appear most for my price range that I've given myself.

So, the two studios. One was teeny-tiny. The other decent-ish, except that it was in the midst of rehab. So imagining what it will look like in the end is rather difficult. No bathroom to speak of. Kitchen that was in desperate need of paint stripped off the cabinet doors. Water damage. All that fun stuff.

The one bedroom was decent sized. Except that it didn't seem to be the apartment that was described on Craiglist. And the occupant was angry that he was notified about 5 minutes before I showed up. Which is odd because I talked with the manager guy much earlier in the day and then was running 15 minutes of so late. So, he should have had at least 15 minutes notice... Apparently there is another apartment available with the same layout but he couldn't get ahold of the tenant to give him a heads up.

It's just hard to imagine yourself and your stuff amidst someone else's junk. Know what I mean?

Anyways, Minty is joining me for another round of looking today. I've got three or four lined up. Then we're off to a late lunch and then she gets to anticipate an exciting night out. I'm going back to church, which is where I was last night. Which is where I'll be tomorrow morning. And Sunday morning.