(Move along, folks… not much to see here today. Life is kicking my ass from every direction, so unless you have some cheese to go with this whine…)
Thank god B is sane, or I probably would have jumped by now. He really is my rock. Which comes in handy when I physically abuse him to get my stress out. (Kidding. Swear. Don’t call BFPA on me.) As much as his calmness is infuriating sometimes when I think it should be co-freak out time!!!, I suppose it is somewhat advantageous that one of us is not batshit insane.
Re: the housing search (P.S., I’m sorry if you’ve been following my angry and clinically depressed Twitters.) I’m trying not to be discouraged or frustrated… Wait that’s a lie. I am totally and completely both of those things. Not only do I love our amazing place, not only do I not want to move at ALL, it’s just so hard to trade down from “amazing” to “acceptable”. And, as I said last week, B and I have very different ideas about what makes a place acceptable to each of us. But, miracle of miracles, we somehow managed to agree on one neighborhood (Eastern Market, for you locals) as being the perfect compromise for both of us.
And THEN, lo and behold, we found the perfect apartment there, literally on the steps of the market, within a stone’s throw of all the vendors! The rental agent told us it was basically ours when we turned in our application a few hours later. Two exhausting days of silence later, he finallyconfirmed… that we had lost it. *cue ugly crying*
I’m trying not to slip into a dark place, but I’m not going to lie, it crushed me. Knowing that the perfect solution to this hellish problem slipped through our fingers has now tainted the whole search for me. Now everything we see is “not as good” as that place. It’s all too far, too small, too expensive, in comparison. And I know I shouldn’t compare to what was the diamond in the rough (someone is actually corny enough to name a Craigslist ad that, btw), but hwo can I help it?
I’m sorry to beat this dead horse but it’s all I can think about. It would probably help if I wasn’t also entrenched in a mind-numbing week long work project (wanna see? pic here) that A) affords me all the time in the world to think about how stressed I am and B) keeps me away from the computer, so I can’t even be house hunting to try and assuage some of the anxiety. Sidebar: I also learned last night that I’ve been pronouncing the word “assauge” wrong my whole life, much to B’s amusement. CAN I PLEASE WIN AT SOMETHING, WORLD???
The house is a mess, I couldn’t find the energy to put make up on today, and I haven’t worked out in over a week. Apartment or no, I really need to get my shit together.
Apparently Monday is the day I drink my hatorade. Also today I suppose it’s more like depressed-ade. Angry is funnier… I’ll try to kick a puppy tourist on the way home or something.
Breathe, LiLu, breathe. I am going to my happy place…
(And for all you Canucks, here’s a taste for you as well.)
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I’m guessing you’re not even considering my trailer solution. That’s fine, you’re considerate enough to leave a Canuk friendly vid link. When I get home and I can watch it, I WILL watch it!
See? Even in the depths of despair, I am thoughtful.
These searches are totally demoralizing, but it will work out, you will find a place, it will be fine, blah blah blah…insert inspirational speech here.
This sucks.
I appreciate this comment way more than an inspirational speech. xo
God damn that is alot of work.
I’m sorry that everything is soo shitty for you right now..
You know what makes me feel better??!
Punching hookers…
kidding, kidding….or am I?
Hope everything works out for you chica!
Note to self: make sure new hood has hookers to punch.
Mondays are the best day to have a bitch fest because they just suck in general anyways
I hope you find a place soon
You and me both. Thanks, babe.
It’s hard not to go to the dark place. I say, wallow in it for a few days, then pull up the panties and move along. If I don’t wallow in it, it stays there, under the surface and causes me all kinds of horribleness. But once it’s out, it’s out. Don’t know. It’s how it works for me.
I tend to drink my way out, so you’re doing better than me.
Life sucks.
But somewhere along the way it gets better.
And we’re at least lucky enough to have friends who help make the ride a little smoother.
xo
For sure. I am totally venting, it’ll be fine. Sigh.
That’s so damn annoying. Apartment hunting should go hand in hand with xanax.
Sending some good apartment hunting vibes your way.
Could you also send some of that xanax? xo
I find stamping on ant nests to be extremely therapeutic in such situations. Or tormenting hamsters.
*kidding*
You’ll get an awesome place soon enough.
“Awesome” would be nice. At this point I think we’d settle for “roof over head.”
Ugh – I’m so sorry for you. I know a little about trading down. I LOVE where we live now – we’re close to Boston, super close to my work, our apartment is gorgeous (high ceilings, wood floors, granite countertops, stainless steel shining kitchen… sigh), and we’re moving to Nowheresville, IN to an apartment that is nowhere near as fancy-schmancy. Like I said, ugh! I hope that things get better this week. Working out always perks me up a little
Truth. At least I have been traipsing all over town looking at places… that’s sort of a work out, right?
Hey, don’t worry — you’ll find a place. You’re on a month-to-month at your current apartment, right? Maybe you should expand your search to Van Ness, though. I’d recommend Woodley Park, but the only way you could be surrounded by more tourists is if you found an apartment in Air & Space.
Van Ness is too far… especially with the red line being single tracked for the next four years…
Your continued search will eventually become fruitful.
So says the imaginary fortune cookie in my head.
*crunch* Oh… did you want that? Sorry…
Hey, your spam filter likes me today!
Woot! I set it super low, so hopefully there should be no more problems…
Aww, I’m sorry everything is yucky right now. It’ll get better.
Thanks, love.
Sorry to hear things are going so depressingly. Hope it gets better soon!!
And happy places are awesome. Mine is deep set inside my brain, in the woods where the sun streams into a clearing through branches and thickets with a naked man, I mean my naked husband, waiting for me with a glass of bubbly and intentions to do very naughty things!!
Bubbly makes everything better. Wonder if the office would mind if I popped a bottle…
Be honest– you’re just depressed because you haven’t seen me in over a week. Girl, you know it’s true.
So very, very true. I can’t believe you were in DC this weekend and I didn’t get to stroke your hair.
I work in DC and find that kicking (ok not really kicking, but glaring/yelling/scoffing at tourists is a daily activity for me. I swear DC attracts the dumbest visitors on earth.
It does… it really, REALLY does. At least they provide good
kickingglaring material…On a completely larger scale, my future in-laws constantly ask me about wanting to live in Lithuania. The answer has always been no, and it will continue to be no. The most cordial reason I can come up with is that it is really hard to move somewhere that has less than what you’re used to living with. It is easier to upgrade than downgrade. I hate downgrading
I hope your search improves, and you guys find something else agreeable soon!
Lithuania?!? Isn’t that a made up place?
Can’t you just pitch a tent next to the vendors and pretend you’re selling something?
You may be on to something… who needs heat? I’m sure there’s a bridge around there we could squat under in the winter…
Re: single-tracking red line. I ride the red line in that direction (up to Grosvenor), and the biggest problem I’ve had since the accident was the guy who committed suicide at Van Ness last week (and even that was cleaned up by the time I left). Also, there are lots of buses that run down Connecticut to Dupont or K-Street, and there’s a Circulator from Woodley Park Metro to Franklin Square. Also: you could also walk …
That’s good to hear. Van Ness is still too far, but we are considering Cleveland Park.
First of all take a deep breath. Second of all and the hardest to do keep positive. You didn’t get THAT apartment because there is a better one out there for you. Yes my name is little Marry Fuckin Sunshine deal with it.
That’s okay… I think I need a little fucking sunshine right now.
Sorry ya’ll are having so much trouble finding a place. Hopefully something will turn up soon that ya’ll will be happy with!
We’re seeing three MORE today… hopefully something pans out!
You know I know all about what it feels like to not have things go your way in life, and to have it seem like everything bad happens all at once. Everyone tells me that it will get better, so I have to believe it will get better for you too. Take comfort in the fact that you have a good man who is by your side no matter what and think of it this way, any place you live will feel like home as long as he is with you. It may seem like things suck right now but you really are the luckiest girl alive if you really think about it
Very true, as he keeps reminding me. As long as I have him and the kitties, and a decent sized closet, I’ll be fine.
That apartment wasn’t supposed to be yours. That’s all it comes down to.
Two years ago I was “locked” into a new apartment for a month before I was to move into it. One week before I was moving in, I got a call saying that the month-by-month renter decided to stay. I had one week to be out of my place and to find somewhere to live. After an exhausting, disgusting search and lots and lots of tears, the very lace place I had to look at (before literally moving home with my parents) just clicked. It was home and so much better (and cheaper) then the other place I was “locked” into. It’ll happen for you, I promise. But goddamnit is it frustrating in the meantime..
Just keep your head up. Good things happen to good people. xo
“Good things happen to good people.”
So, you’re saying I SHOULDN’T have kicked that tourist on the way to work…
J/k, j/k. I know you’re right, love. Thanks.
In the past three weeks, I’ve realized something very important that I will now share with you:
Crying, pouting, and freaking out? Burns calories. Screw the gym.
Ha! I like where your head’s at!
Ummm I definitely resort to hitting and kicking when I am stressed. The other day AJ pulled my car up to the curb and scratched one of my rims (and by rims I mean the ones that the manufacturer put on my car) and I punched him in the arm really hard. I don’t know why I act like a five year old when I am mad, but I can’t help it!!
Punching things feels good. It just does. Besides, they’re manly men… they can take it.
Hulu is a racist pig against Canadians. I’m gonna kick Hulu in the crotch.
And, darling, the right place will come along. That is a direct quote from an aging hippy. You’re welcome.
Hulu IS racist. I really don’t get their reasoning for the whole US only thing.
And thanks, love. ‘Preesh the confidence.
What’s wrong with a cardboard box?
Homeless people seem to like them…plus people give you money for no reason.
Win win.
The kittens do love to be inside beer boxes, anyway…
Sorry sunshine
I’m looking for a new place at the moment too and my sister and I seem to be in the same situation as you and B. We can’t freaking agree on a damn thing. Fun times ahead.
We’re getting to the point where WE agree… the prices just don’t agree WITH us.
Stick your face in a pillow and scream as loud as you can. Just sayin’, it helps me during times like this.
I do have a gym towel here at work…
Is it wrong that this made me feel better?
Probably.
If you want I’ll drive by the new tenants house every thirty minutes and scream obscene things about their mom. Let me know.
Sending you the address now.
May I offer you a big fat virtual hug? *SQUEEZE*
That TwitPic looks awful — reminds me of my legal days when I’d be trapped in a conference room putting together big binders of crap right before a trial. Hope that project’s over ASAP!
“Legal days”- you hit that nail on the head. UGH.
Thanks for the hug
Awww, you guys can still stop by for dinner and drinks at my new DC area apartment.
(sorry)
Jerkface. xoxo
Hey, I’m really sorry about your trouble. It’s really hard looking for a place to live.:( It’s okay to scream and rant, while you keep on searching. Sending big hugs your way.
Thanks love. Could you tell B it’s okay for me to scream and rant, though?
It’s time for a full on assault on the DC rental scene. It’s making you grab your ankles and say “uncle” and it didn’t even ask nicely. If we can be any more help, like actually sifting through listings too, lemme know.
You guys are the best. How bout we just move into that second bedroom of yours. I’m sure you won’t even notice the two of us or our TWO kittens…
So now I’m paranoid…how do you pronounce assuage?
Good luck with the lowering of standards and all that involved with finding an apartment. Have I ever mentioned I live in a house with maroon countertops and a kitchen that was once painted forest green? It was like Christmas every day.
I could deal with that. As long as it was downtown…
who do i need to punch?
just tell me, who?
The asshat moving into OUR apartment in Eastern Market. It’s a girl, so I’m pretty sure we can take her.
I’m rooting for you, hon. I hope that all pans out really effin’ soon!
Thanks, baby doll.
This may sound silly, but being that people are desperate to get renters…
You may want to post a CL ad yourself. That is what we did and ended up in our amazing 3bd house.
Be honest. Tell them why you are struggling finding a place and what you need vs. what you will settle for.
What is the worst thing that could happen? No one responds? You wouldnt be out any money on applications.
Yeah, I’ve thought about it. We saw a good one today- if that doesn’t pan out, I probably will.
I’m sorry…..you guys will figure something out plus, you always have eachother…and the kitties….and us right??
YES, both you and the kitties will get me through anything! xoxo
You’re readers are mostly females, pimp B out for enough to move to dupont, then drink the future rent away, borrow a baby and make it difficult to be kicked out!
I love how you knew to say BORROW a baby… because I would never, ever actually HAVE one.
I totally feel you. I’m looking for an apartment in the Capitol Hill area too and it sucks! My ideal apartment fell through too and I have an insanely busy job. Ugh… seriously sucks. I hope you find something soon!
Yeah, I think we’ve given up on the Hill for now. Everything affordable is English basements- fine for one person, tough for two.
Ugh. Life sucks some serious monkey balls.
You said it, chica.
Searching for a place is tough, I remember looking for one before I graduated Fitchburg, and I settled with the dump I lived in before I moved- happy that it was the cheapest rent and closest to work. Not happy it was a dump.
Sometimes you gotta make compromises, but now I’m glad I upgraded my digs and I’m happy with where I live.
Don’t ask me why but this article on Fantasy Football reminded me of your troubles.
I think we might have found a good compromise on our lunch hour… waiting to hear back. *cue Jeopardy music*
I know how you feel. Finding a new place totally sucks, especially when you think you found it…but you didn’t. I think that’s why I keep telling Brett that I love our apartment. I am too afraid to venture out and find some place else, even if it means having a yard for the pups and calling it “ours”. I have lived in the same comples for over 5 years now. The stupid things that happen (water being cut off without notice, leaks from the second story into the kitchen, neighbors that can’t walk up and down their stairs without stomping, gun shots, cops, etc) are ok with me since I am comfy here. It is tiny, but it’s mine. Well, it’s kinda mine, since I rent. I would die here if I could (like, of old age, not a gun shot or something, you know what I mean?). Blargh on moving!
Comfort is a good thing… I’d just like to find a place we can stay in for longer than a year so we don’t keep having to move on B’s birthday!
I remember those days. But instead of binders picture boxes.
Gross!
frustration is a soul killer! it so sucks that you have to move out of your home. if only finding a new one was easier. i sure hope you can resolve this and be back to feeling like yourself soon .
I hope you’re right, my dear.
Ugh! Searching for a new place is very taxing, and I’m sorry you didn’t get the place you wanted. Hopefully that means you guys will find an even better place – [insert more positive cliche's!]
I’ll take all the positive cliches I can get right now.
Ugh, the housing search is always so frustrating! I wish you the best of luck! Hang in there!!!
Thanks, darlin. I’m trying…
I hearya, there is nothing worse than having someone trying to reason with you (me, in this case), be patient and all that when you (me) really, REALLY, REEEAAALLYY want to fight. Seriously. I hate it.
Reasoning is for suckers. And Communists.
Here’s a little happy face for you.
You will find something perfect! I swear you will. And if you don’t I give you permission to fly to Minneapolis and beat me w/ a stick.
You just want to get me to Minneapolis…
Nothing sucks more than losing the *perfect* place. It’s hard to find something that works for everyone, but I’m sure you’ll eventually find something that’s acceptable to both of you. I haatttted my life earlier this April when I was looking (originally, I was looking with my current roommates), and there was lots of drama, but eventually it all turned out fine. It will work out eventually, even if it’s not exactly what you envisioned. Good luck!!!
Thanks, darling. I pray to the baby jeebus that you are right.
Friends don’t let friends be homeless, which is why if you send me your address you’re going to have a lovely 2 man tent a coming your way. The kittens can sleep in the beer cooler I’m sending with.
They do seem to love anything to do with beer… they try to drink ours, hide in the empty boxes… it’s like we were meant to be.
“I suppose it is somewhat advantageous that one of us is not batshit insane.”
This is how I feel about my marriage! And yes I’m the crazy one. In case there was any doubt.
Also, Sunny is the best TV show evs.
Sending out positive home vibes to you……..
okay little love face,
i’m not going to say everything will turn out
just perfect, because psh, what do i know. but
i will say this: you are entitled to whine and pout.
hell, i’d be doing it too. especially when finding something
awesome and knowing it’s not going to be yours. lameeee.
but try and keep a positive outlook. try to remind yourself
that SOMETHING will work out. because it has to. righttt?
right! you’ll find an amazing home in that lovely eastern
market area and your heart will be content. i’m sure of it.
{or at least pretending to be sure of it}
xoxoxo
I totally know how the house-hunt goes and how it’s nearly impossible to be happy with something when a fabulous gem slips away. But it’ll happen. It will. Er, at least *something* will. Keep positive – as much as you possibly can – and patient. I’ll keep my fingers crossed for you guys. Maybe my toes, too.
I have a tendency to get my attached to my living spaces, and I definitely sympathize about how much it sucks looking for a new place. Damn that rental agent and his silence.
Good luck with the search…as a relatively new invalid/crutch-hag, I would recommend something without too many stairs. All that butt-scooting is giving me butt bruises. Hopefully you’ll find something soon!
First of all, don’t worry. You’ll find a place. It’s not like you’ll end up homeless. Second of all, I love seeing a post like this from you. You’re like the most consistently happy blogger I know. It’s nice to know you are in fact, human. Ha ha.
Boo lady! No fun at all! I’ll be sending you good real estate thoughts. I’ll totally pray to Jesus about it. :hug:
Damn you and your anti-non-USA Hulu video links that you insist on using!
Good luck finding a place; good things tend to come to those that try their hardest — and you certainly fall into that category.
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That many white binders must be the sign of the apocalypse.
I adore you…and if you need a mini-vacay or the Jewish mafia, let me know.
There are few things that suck more than home hunting. But you will find the right place, and no doubt have some moments in between that make you thankful you have the option to look. Hang in there, girlie!
I just popped yer commentluv cherry! That’s kind of like saying FIRST, but geekier. Fast work, good job. Go, you!
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Wow, I’m sorry…how discouraging! Trust me, I would have been very sad after losing the “perfect place” I had just found. Yet, since I doubt you need me to add to your sadness, I’ll just say a prayer that you guys can find another place that will be even more perfect. Let us know how the hunt goes! I hope your day tomorrow is great to make you feel better.
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The worst!!! You will find a good place soon I know it. And, I creepily saw on Twitter that you’re coming to Boston, which will obviously be a blast, so you’ve got that to look forward to…. right?
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i haven’t ever commented, but i’ve been a reader for oh, about a week now. i found you thru Jill at Pilgrim Congress. : ) I wanted to tell you that you know what? Sometimes you just have to stress the eff out, drink the haterade, be inconsolable/batshit crazy/what have you and say FUCK ANYONE WHO DOESN’T LIKE IT.
seriously. kick that tourist if it makes you feel better.
fingers crossed for you!
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It doesn’t always matter how many marks you have in the win column in the epic game against Life, just that you put a notch in the win column at the end. Then you can toast that success with the champagne of beers.
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I know how hard the home hunt is. It gets so exhausting. Fingers crossed you’ll find a place you both love soon! p.s. When is IASIP coming back on?
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Good luck on the hunting! I feel for you, it is hard when it seems like the perfect one got a way. I will keep my fingers crossed that you will find that truly perfect place soon!!!
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UGH how utterly frustrating for you! Here’s hoping something goes wrong with the person who stole YOUR apartment!! Not something permanently scarring of course, but something that would cause her to be unable to take the place. A plague on her house! Make sure you check back with the realtor to make sure the transaction went through. If nothing else, he/she may remember you and think of you when something else comes along.
Just breathe, just breathe! I swear it works.
(Sending good luck and love and all that happy shit just the same, though.)
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the right one will come along…I think me and my husband looked at 100 house before i walked into the house that we have and said “this is it” I didn’t get past the front door and said it.
good luck and if it’s meant to be, you will get it and be happy.
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We may- MAY- (knock on wood) have found one… waiting to hear back…
I would be totally pissed if I found a place at EM and then was told no. Hell, a fire bomb may even be thrown. Seriously, to be able and walk out your front door to get hangover blueberry pancakes. Bitches! I feel your pain. In other news, I will see you next week.
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i so needed that right then.
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I can’t watch that video in my country!! PFFFTT
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You don’t need me to tell you how much that sucks. I’m sorry. :/
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lol sorry you are having a shitty week but that video made me cry it was so funny! what is that show??
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