March 8, 2010

Ty & I watched The Hurt Locker on Friday night and it was completely and mind-blowingly intense. I jumped up off the couch in shock several times and there were a few instances where we needed to pause the movie so we could gather our bearings and stare at each other in shock.

If you haven't see it, go do it right now.

Anyway.

This Finding A Place thing is harder than I'd anticipated.

Teaming up with a random girl maybe wasn't the bright idea I thought it was; or maybe it's just the girl, I don't know. I thought about replying to some guys' ads kicking around on the interwebz but I'm nervous about living with some creeper?

I'm just starting to feel like I'm the one doing all the leg work finding places and scoping them out and in return I get to hear about what she doesn't like about them and why we can't live there.

Sunday Ty came with me to check out another gorgeous place right near where I live (since she was at work and couldn't come) and he and I both fell in love with it's hugeness, giant living room with two bay windows and wood-burning fireplace, pantry, chalkboard wall and character-suite charm.

Unfortunately I've encountered a roadblock because she doesn't want to wait until May 1st and I'm thinking that a place like this for the price that it is doesn't come around all the time so let's just suck it up for a month and take this sweet place, since it's not like either of us need to leave where we are right this second.

I decided to be on-the-ball and submit my portion of the application so we could get first dibs, and it's in so I just need her (or someone else?) to submit theirs and we're set.

I just want to have this whole thing looked after so I can stop working so hard at it.

I keep getting knots in my stomach.

What should I do?