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Saturday, House Hunting I've been thinking about the house situation some more, while I wait patiently for the lady from the TSB-selected realtor's agency to get in touch with me about finding a place. (This should be interesting, because I'm supposed to move out of this apartment on February 7, and I still don't have a permanent place lined up. When I asked the TSB placement folks about getting an extension (with the assumption that I would pay for it, of course), the agency fembot hemmed and hawed, finally admitting that she'd have to talk to the realtors that actually own the apartment and see if it would be possible. I would certainly hope so -- I find it hard to believe that everyone who passes through the hands of this is able to find a place to live within a month, especially if they're starting a new job at the same time. Must give everyone another call on Monday or Tuesday and find out what the hell is going on. Although I have to admit that I'm really tempted to rent a three-bedroom townhouse in this complex. I like it -- it's ridiculously close to work, you can walk to the store if you like, a major mall is fifteen minutes away, and I just like the look of the place in general. We already had to get rid of a lot of our stuff, so it's not like we have a full houseload of furniture anymore, and quite frankly I'm massively tired of renting some huge dustcatcher of a barn on the basis that we need a full-time guest room (which is empty 95% of the time), workspace, yadda yadda yadda, and then trying to keep it clean (and yes, I'm probably going to get a biweekly maid service, but someone still has to do the day-to-day tidying up, and it gets to be a bitch when you have to do it over a 3 or 4-bedroom house and work full time and try to get some writing done). Whereas a two-story three-bedroom townhouse in this complex gives us a big bedroom with a fireplace and two rooms to use as office space (and I'd be happy to use mine as a combination office/guest room), a big kitchen, big living and dining room space, hookups for a washer and dryer, the option to rent a garage (for all that woodworking and stuff), easy access to a fitness center and pools, a concierge to call if something goes wrong, and the convenience of not having to pay for lawn service (since there's no fucking way I'm going to even try and do that here, not with the work load I have). Big enough to have our own personal spaces, small enough for me to keep clean and in good condition. Hey, Julia, want to check out townhouses this weekend?
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