divine angst

A little searching on Craigslist today has proven fruitful; I’ve emailed a few people about apartments and even gotten a response from one. Yes, this effort is largely about keeping our options open, but I don’t feel I’ve wasted any time on it, particularly because it’s getting me excited about our trip.

Up till now, I’ve been looking at this weekend jaunt as a housekeeping measure—a chore, if you will, something to be endured. Now, though, four days out, I’m remembering that this is, in fact, a mini-vacation, and to a city that we both love.

I’ve been checking the weather, and it looks good for the weekend—rain is predicted for Thursday, but we’ll miss that by a few hours, thankfully, and the temps Friday and Saturday should be very mild. We’re staying with a friend (who just bought a place and hasn’t yet bought furniture….so we’re going to schlepp our own air mattress with us). He’s even offered to pick us up at the airport, so chances are good we’ll be able to head out for dinner right off the plane.

I want this weekend trip to jump-start my excitement. I am still excited about the fall, starting school, and moving, but as the tedium of the summer wears on, those changes seem so far away. Maybe a little peek into the future will pump some life back into my veins.

So this is the week we go to find our new apartment home in Our New City. I am crossing my fingers for much good luck—that we’ll find the perfect place on the first day, that we can start our lease on the day we want to, and that it will all be totally affordable.

Yeah, my optimism might be getting the better of me here.

So I’ll also be doing some looking on Craigslist and some other, similar, websites this week. I want to have some backups in hand if we need them.

Looking for an apartment long-distance is a pain.