Monday, May 27, 2013

They say it's easier to find a husband

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Since I have moved to the bay area my eyes have been opened to a whole new world. Both literally and figuratively. From paying $4.50 a gallon for gas, to doggie day care, it is quite a change from the small town slow paced Midwest where I spent my college days. I mean let's be real here I grew up in LA so none of this should come as a shock, but we all know I can be a little (ok LOT) clueless sometimes.

After looking at apartments that cost more than my parent's mortgage and were smaller than my barn, I resigned myself to the fact that it would be months; if ever before I found an apartment that both, did no require commuting AND that I could afford. With showings every other day and entertaining the possibility of roommates again (I was that desperate.)

I had pretty much given up hope. After all they say finding an husband in the bay is easier than finding an apartment. And with my dating life falling flat as well, I pretty much figured I would be homeless with a herd of corgis by the end of the year. 

Then out of the blue I saw a posting for an apartment in one of the neighborhoods I had always dreamed but never thought I would be able to move to. Granted the rent was wildly outside my budget, but who the heck cared, it never hurts to look right? (this usually is my statement prior to massive credit card debt) 

Four horse later I was writing a check and agreeing on the terms of my new digs. Not only did they love the corgi (but who doesn't?!) but they came down to a rent that was within my budget. As I was shaking my head trying to figure out what was happening, I marveled on the hands of fate. 

Not only was I living in a beautiful multi-million dollar equine estate community 5 miles from work. I was literally under a mile from the home my mother grew up in! 

It may be small, a bit quirky, and lets face it probably technically too expensive for me; I finally have my own place that I dreamed of. Raleigh sure is happy to be lounging on his own redwood deck under the oaks instead of locked in a noisy garage. Fingers crossed that reality doesn't hit us to hard anytime soon.

Love ya,

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