As the Apartment Search Turns
In today's installment ...
I totally asked him for a discount and he TOTALLY SAID YES! Yeahhhhh!!!
Of course, I AM SO NEUROTIC, I think, wait ... that was too easy. So I drag my heels all day taking over the application, and finally I realize that OK, it's not the apartment, it's the fact that DECIDING on an apartment means I really, really do live here now, and that is a little like, whoa. You know?
(Dr. Phil, he would be proud.)
I get over myself and go drop the thing off. Before I leave I'm like, hey, can I take the keys from you and run over there for a second to look around one last time and take some pictures?
(This is a little bit of a test because Crazy McPushypants would have NEVER let me do that alone.)
The landlord is a super nice guy, so he's like, of course, go ahead and take your time, and if you want, you can take the garage door opener off the counter too so you have it.
(I like the landlord. He also was like, please don't worry about the walls, I noticed there were a couple nail holes that hadn't been filled, so I had them filled and primed but they haven't been painted over yet. You guys, there were like three TINY nail holes, it was so not a big deal. But that is how well he keeps it up.)
So I drive over and go inside and immediately I was like, all right, I really am gonna be OK here. There's just something different about being there myself, without someone watching, so I can poke through the fridge and the cabinets and talk out loud to myself about how, oh, this can go here, and that can go there, and maybe I'll buy a bigger bookshelf for that corner.
So it's good. I'm taking it. I'll move in next week.
(Of course, I'm still me, so when he asked if I wanted to take the keys and sign the lease while I was there contingent on the credit application to save myself a trip, I was like, oh, no, that's OK, I'll come back tomorrow. Just so I can give myself 12 more hours to freak out about it.)
Thank you, guys. You are the best, best, best.
(P.S. I haven't called the other guy at all. He cashed my check for the application, but he hasn't tried to get ahold of me. I don't need to call him to tell him I'm not going to take the place ... right? Or do I?)