Just last week, the boy and I were walking out pup around our lovely neighborhood and saw a “For Rent” sign in front of one of the row home duplexes with blue shutters. It’s extremely rare for a home to come up for lease in our neighborhood. Most are for sale and WAY out of our price range. The “For Rent” sign stopped us in our tracks. We stood there looking at the beauty, took one of the sheets of paper that outlines the details of the home, and continued to ooooo and ahhh as we read what was included in the property. It had everything we wanted in our next place, including a larger space for less rent money (can’t get better than that right?).
We took the paper home and continued to talk about how great it would be to be able to rent a larger space WITH WOOD FLOORS! The bummer thing is we JUST resigned our year lease in our current loft building and breaking that lease would mean we would be out some moolah. There is also a good possibility that the boy will have a job relocation over the next year and breaking a lease and signing a new one just because we like that place better, doesn’t justify the logistics.
I fought hard. I didn’t really care that we’d have to move all our stuff literally across the street, that we’d lose out on some money, that we’d most likely break 2 leases and be moving within the year. I was just excited for the possibility of having ‘easy to clean up pet fur’ wood floors, built in book cases, free parking, in-unit washer & dryer, 2 bedrooms/2 baths, and a fireplace, yo!!!!
The boy had his ‘I’m all grown up pants on’ and told me the whole thing was 95% a bad idea. Let’s just say that’s a good way to kill the spirit. So now we walk past our dream place on a daily basis and I pout for a good long while.
Have you guys had a dream place slip out from under you recently?