I have a million things going on. Well maybe not a million but it sure feels that way. I guess I'll start with the biggest thing on my mind.
Moving.
So, I've been apartment hunting on and off now for almost 2 years. Living with my parents, my 2 boys, and recently my little brother. I actually enjoy it here for the most part, but, it's time I move on and go back to raising the boys on my own. However, if I'm not turned down because I don't make enough, then it's my own choice to withdraw applications due to the place being really nasty after I go see it. There's many stories and they all end with me sorrily walking back into my parents house, defeated and broken. Only to have to pick myself up and try again.
Until, a week ago.
In a moment of sheer madness from having an insane bout of cabin fever, I slapped open my laptop and stomped my fingers angrily on the keys pulling up page after page of low income housing. Each one further and further away distance wise, than I wanted to actually live. Feeling extremely frustrated I finally said, ya know what, who cares!! And I printed out 8 separate applications for 8 separate complexes, filled all 8 out in one night. Took me nearly 3 1/2 hours, but I did not care one bit. That night, I decided to write to one of the places. The one I liked the most.
This apartment was in Rochester NH. It's about 50 minutes away from where I live now. It was a complex and was not low income, but the rent was low enough that I could afford and it included heat!!! A huge bonus for me. Anyways, I wrote this email asking her if I should include any proofs of income or anything to expedite the application process before mailing out the application the next day. She promptly replied asking me what my income was. I responded but got a huge let down when I found out I didn't make enough (again) to move there. I sadly wrote her and told her thanks anyways, and that I understood. But then....... something unexpected happened.
She wrote me back.
She said, she would be willing to work with me with my income, and that she'd like to speak to me on the phone the next day. Finally, a glimmer of light!!!
I didn't get my hopes up too high of course, as I've had tons of let downs before. But, I called the next day and she was very down to earth, yet truly professional at the same time. Wanted me to come by and see the apartment. Figuring I had nothing to lose, my mom drove me up to Rochester. This was a week ago to the day.
The apartment complex was set back in a little rural neighborhood just off 125. I was pleased with the location, and was happy the ride there wasn't too bad. When I first arrived, I noticed there was a play ground and that excited me as the boys would love that! The grounds were kept up nicely considering the season. When I walked in, she immediately greeted me and we sat down to chat. She told me that she wanted to talk to her boss, but she thought that I could probably afford to move there. She then took me to go see the actual apartment.
The apartment was a dream come true. The best part for me, was on the first floor. This is mega rare! It's next door to the laundromat, another rarity. But the best part was that, it was vacant. :)
I loved the HUGE walk in closet in the master bedroom. I adored the kitchen! It was just perfect in every way. After falling in love with it..... as we walked back to the office, she then dropped a bomb on me that I SO was not expecting, it pretty much took my breath away and I lost the wind in my sail instantly.
There was another person who put there application in BEFORE ME!
I think I actually stopped dead in my tracks.
She told me not to be let down, that they hadn't been approved yet. But, I knew it was over for me. She said she'd get back to me in a week. I rode back home, once again defeated.
Now, if I had any hope, this week would have been dragging a lot more than it did. But, I didn't. so, the week went by at a reasonable pace of a 3 legged cockeyed donkey. Finally yesterday morning the woman called me. Her tone was quite pleasant but was meaningless to me. She began saying her apologies for making me wait for a week. Then she said that the other person that applied did not qualify for the apartment.
At this point, she had grabbed my complete attention and I could feel my heart start to pound in my ears. Trying to keep my cool, and not jump ahead, I allowed her to finish talking. She told me that the apartment was still available and that I am next on the list. She then said that she wanted me to come in the next day (today) to fill out the paperwork to see if they could get me in the apartment "as soon as possible".
I'm pretty sure, there was more she said, but after hearing that I think I somehow blacked out mentally out of sheer shock. Naturally we made the trip up to Rochester earlier today.
I felt sick inside, waiting for when the other shoe would drop. There always is something, there's always something that falls through, prevents me from getting the place. What would it be this time?? My credit, my references, hmm...... I was so incredibly tense and anxious, I didn't even notice the drive there.
Meeting her again today was just as pleasant. She had me sign many papers, and then told me that if my criminal background check comes back clean, (which of course it will), then she can't see why I won't be moving in on the 1st of May!! She even gave me my new address!!
Meeting her again today was just as pleasant. She had me sign many papers, and then told me that if my criminal background check comes back clean, (which of course it will), then she can't see why I won't be moving in on the 1st of May!! She even gave me my new address!!
She then brought me to see the apartment again. :) If possible, I fell even deeper in love with this place and didn't want to leave. Now, I have to wait for her to call me on Monday. For the 100% I definitely have this apartment call. No pressure though.
Despite all my writing I really have no words. And, let's not forget this is just ONE of the millions of things I have going on. YEAH, not too much right?
