Apartments: The Ever Elusive Prey
Ever get the feeling that something you sought eluded you for the mere sake of eluding you? Or perhaps for the sake of stirring your frustrations into a tempestuous rage? That is where I am right now with this apartment search. For a city this large, I should not have any issue finding a decent place to live. My list of qualifying factors is relatively short and reasonable. I want a two bedroom apartment with a washer and dryer in the unit. I want to live downtown or in the Fan. I don’t want to live in a part of town where I will have to witness drug deals on even a semi-regular basis. I want a porch. That is all. Nothing more. I can make the rest work for me.
So this, being our third or fourth week of searching (by “our” I mean I and my friend Jimmy) we should certainly have at least found one that we liked. Such is not the case. Rent is sort of an issue and what looks good on the Internet is not always as nice in person. This evening we are going on an open house marathon in the hopes of finding at least one place in which we can live and move in fairly soon. Some of these are remarkably beautiful homes and apartments. However, I am not holding my breath on this. I guess I’ll do some paperwork until it’s time to go lurking about town.
