Moving is fun. Aside from stressing about your credit, coming up with first and last months rent, how you’re going to deal with offsite laundry, how you’re going to persuade friends and family to be your movers, how you’re going to fit all of your clothes into your new tiny old century closet… the packing.. the unpacking (ahh!)… Okay- moving is a bit of a headache; but it is also a chance to start fresh! A chance to go through your things and get rid of what no longer suits you.. a chance to redecorate (if you can afford it after all that)… and a chance to try on new identities!
I’ve spent the past few days indulging in virtual tours of apartments that I probably can’t afford. It’s sort of like binge watching a show on Netflix… It’s totally addictive, you’re living in a fantasy, you feel guilty because you’ve been completely unproductive all day, but you have to watch one more!
I like to imagine my life in each apartment:
“I wonder what it would be like if I live downtown… sure there’s shootings every now and then but look at this quaint old building! The kitchen is tiny but how often do I cook really… and those hardwood floors.. they’re so Frank Lloyd right! My white fur rugs will look amazing on those floors.. Maybe I’ll just get rid of my car. Become one of those green Seattle people who bike and take the bus eveywhere?!”
“Ooh or maybe I want to live in this ultra modern luxury high rise with 1,000+ units! I’ll probably never find parking but everything is so updated.. so CLEAN… I think that’s cause it’s in a Gayborhood. Ooh I’ll buy all new stuff in only neutrals!! Minimalism is so on trend…”
“Wait… but can’t you just picture me in this industrial building in the SODO district?! Exposed beams and brick walls! It looks like an artist lived there… I think that Instagram famous photographer did live here! Omg it’s so hipster chic… so Seattle.. so expensive.”
“Hmm.. well, renting a room in a shared house is completely normal these days, right?! I mean, with Amazon adding 70,000 new employees every other day… rent is higher than Cheech & Chong here in Seattle! As long as there’s only girls in the house… what am I saying, that’s the equivalent of a sorority! I didn’t even want to live in one of those when I was in college… on second thought, maybe I’ll just get a second job! Then I can afford the luxury high rise… yeah.. there’s an idea”
And on, and on, and on…
So as you can tell it’s only the beginning of what will likely be a long and complicated apartment search but I’m excited. There’s nothing like having your own place… besides, it’s about time I started adulting.
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