Found: One Apartment, slightly used.

Leah and I found a place!

It’s a beautiful old brick walk-up in the west end. It’s a 2-bedroom apartment, which is nice. The building is totally cool with cats (the building manager has 5, I do believe), which is nice. The apartment is in the basement, which is not no nice. But the price is decent, the location’s great and when people move out from upstairs, first dibs always go to those in the building. Which is probably the only way to get a great apartment above ground in the place.

So no more looking for us, which is nice. The problem is now that we have to pack and move, and arrange for everything to be forwarded, etc. Bleh. This is why I hate moving. And I know that I’ll forget something at least.

But yay!