Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Moving on up
Since we got married, Victor and I have lived in a tiny one-bedroom apartment. We also rent a storage unit that houses all the grown-up gifts people bought us for our wedding. We don't live in this apartment because that's all we can afford. No, we live there because we keep thinking Victor will get another job and we'll move, so why move twice? Alas, this kind of thinking has caused us to live in a 600 square foot box for 10 months now. On Monday the leasing office called and asked us if we wanted to move into a bigger apartment in our building. We've been hoping for this phone call since August. The catch they say, is that we have to be completely moved by Sunday. The other catch is that we're going on vacation on Sunday. But what fun is moving without a challenge? And, I figure, is there a better way to guarantee that Victor gets a job clear across the country than going through the trouble of moving and signing a new lease? We started the process last night and our goal is to be completely out of our current apartment by Saturday morning so that we can actually clean the place and pack for our trip. The poor cat is going to be dumped in the new apartment and abandoned for a week (don't worry, we have someone coming to visit him). Needless to say, I probably won't be writing much for the next week and a half.