I am looking for an apartment. I really hate apartment shopping. Like, a lot.
In undergrad, it was so simple. My friend Melissa found a place and then called me to tell me that I had to move there. Because of the cheap rent, new appliances, etc. My sister and I did a walk through, loved the location (two blocks from campus), the management, and all that. So we moved there. We never even looked at other places.
For grad school it was a little more complicated. I researched online, called some places, and then went to visit. But, I had one day to pick a place. The first two places we went to just seemed unsafe. I was going to be living by myself, and so security was a big deal to me. The third place we hit had it all – gated access, washer and dryer, and so I signed a lease with them. It didn’t take much convincing. Of course, the neighborhood I ended up in wasn’t the best, but, it was safe. I never had a problem in the two years that I was there.
Now though, I’m in another new city. And I’m looking for a place that I feel like I could be in for a while. I’ve visited four or five complexes so far. None of them are a fit yet, but, they all call me. Most were really nice, just too far away from where I work or not having all the amenities that I want – like the washer and dryer. And yes, that is a non-negotiable for me. One of them seemed pretty nice, but, the more I looked, the worse it was. I have some leads from some fellow teachers and I’ll just have to see where it all goes. Hopefully, a month from now though, I’ll be blogging from my new apartment. And the hunt will be over.