Not Moving

Jason and I just resigned the lease on our apartment. It will be our third year here. We did a lot of flip-flopping about it this winter. The building was sold during 2015, and the new management leaves something to be desired. (Functional bathroom plumbing, for one thing.) (It’s okay, don’t worry, they finally fixed it.) The change was especially hard because the old caretakers were just so fantastic. So, we went to a bunch of open houses and gave some serious thought to buying our own home.

BUT! Our rent is not being raised very much, and this location——and the apartment itself——are so beautiful. Not to mention convenient to both of our jobs. Now that it’s decided, it feels quite relaxing and reassuring to be sticking around here a little longer.

Hooray! Not moving!