I forgot how much trying to find somewhere to live is an awful experience. Our first apartment was furnished and university affliated - which meant our neighbors were awful and ended up peeing on our door and verbally assaulting me whenever I walked down the hall. They also had a knife fight in the hall...so we got out of our lease but had to be out within a week. And buy a whole 1 bedroom's apartment worth of furniture in that time. That apartment ended up in Jason's vows, because I was smitten with the hardwood floors and adorable cut outs in the doorways to notice it might have been falling apart. Back when we bought our home, we visited countless places, made two offers on other homes that didn't end up closing, and had some really emotional experiences. The process was long, there were too many houses with black mold or creepy reindeer with all the antlers ripped off. Finding an apartment here in Pennsylvania was done in less than a day, and I needed one that was available right then at that exact moment - and accepted dogs and had a washer/dryer. It's always stressful, awkward, and a system of compromises. It seems so awesome hearing of people and their new places, but really, there's a lot of stress that comes before it. Plus - moving is terrible. Does anyone else feel this way? Or are we the only people who find the hunt to be unbearable?
Well, at least we were able to grab beers and an awesome dinner at Pour while searching!
blazer :: loft remixed
dress :: dear creatures remixed
belt :: modcloth remixed
third degree heels :: seychelles remixed
bag :: emma fox remixed
necklace :: crewcuts factory (similar)
rings :: modcloth & via grey colt remixed