I know that I have been complaining about moving and apartment shopping, a lot. So, I apologize. I feel like it is all being compounded by how crazy work has been, though. In addition to finding new digs, we are looking for someone cool to take our spot. Our current building manager is really cool, and is willing to waive application fees and extend a below market rate, rental price to anyone that we refer as a new tenant for our place. So, if you, or someone that you know might be interested in our place, get in touch with me. If you need an independent reference about what a great apartment it is, Take Maya’s word for it.

The upside to living at my desk (again) is that I have such a wide variety of options for dinner every night. Reagan told me that she was having pizza today for lunch. It sounded so good when she told me, that I pretty much decided right then, I was going to have it for dinner. It was delicious, and I can feel it making me fatter as I’m sitting here typing this.

The apartment hunt has come to a stalemate. Reagan and I found a place that we really like. We submitted an application, only to find out that the deal, as advertised, was not exactly what it appeared to be. Yep, we got sucked into the ‘ol bait and switch. We really do like the apartment though. So we are currently in aggressive negotiations to get a deal we are comfortable with, on the place. Who knows if it will pan out. I’m kind of hoping that it does. Because frankly, I’m tired of looking. Plus, I suddenly have zero time to look.  Anyway, cross your fingers for us, that our offer will be accepted.

Yesterday was my first day back to work, after all of my time off. I can already say that I wish I was back on vacation, hahahaha. I guess that it doesn’t help, that I came back to a headache of a deal, with a bunch of super stressed out (rightly so) people. I would probably still be there (instead of working from home), if the Toyota service center didn’t close at 9.

Anyway, I wish that I could get back to the Atlanta Police station in the pic. It is actually no longer used as a police station, but as a Music studio. Reagan’s sister and brother-in-law rent a space there to practice. We had a really fun jam session there, while Reagan and I were visiting, over Christmas weekend.

Alas, I couldn’t put off working and apartment shopping forever.