I think we might have a place to live in Portland. I talked to a woman yesterday who said that unless we’re secretly criminals, we can move in Aug. 1. We just have to pass the background check to make sure that there are no outstanding warrants.
It’s a nice place. It’s not a two-story townhouse with a washer and dryer, but it’s bigger than where we are, has two bedrooms and a dining room. It’s next to a golf course, close to public transportation, has a pool, isn’t too far from the city center. And the best part? The rent, which includes utilities and cable (which I haven’t had in seven years), is half of our current rent (which does not include utilities).
Of course, by sharing this with the internet, I’ve probably jinxed it.
There is one place that we are secretly lusting over and I’m hoping that we hear from them this week. If we don’t, I’m calling them again and again. It’s between a HUGE park and the rail yards, and just off a major street with buslines. And, it’s not expensive. And, it’s between a large park with walking, blading & biking paths, and tennis courts, and swimming pools and a rail yard (which has the architect pretty excited — he likes trains) and it’s in North Portland/St. Johns, which is where we’d really like to live.
So, I’m not as freaked out as I was last week, which is good. We reserved our truck, may have a place to live, and now just need to find jobs. I have an application ready to send, so I just just bite the bullet and send it, right?
(Also, I have learned a valuable lesson about drinking 2-for-1 alcoholic beverages…just because you’re only paying for one drink, doesn’t mean it’s the alcoholic content of one drink…if you buy four rounds, that is eight rum & diets. and eight is too many. waaaay too many. My friend Brad’s boyfriend is really an amazing guy. Thanks Alf for driving me home.)