The New Apartment

As the semester comes to a close, I've been forced to search elsewhere for a roof over my head. This is because, and I'm assuming here, the seminary will not allow me to live in seminary housing when I'm not a seminary student.

A few weeks ago I found an incredible apartment on a tip from a co-worker. It's a place called Glen Royal Mills and it's not far from my current residence. It's this really old building that once housed a cotton mill. It has since been converted into a fairly large apartment building. So I called the leasing office to make my interest known.

And it was then that I was placed on the waiting list. It was then that I was fifth in line.

So I pretty much figured that there was no chance I'd be getting into that apartment. And then I began looking elsewhere. And then I got discouraged. Glen Royal Mills had been the most affordable apartment I had come across in my search thus far. Next on my list was a place in Youngsville, where the rent was $65 more per month. Another place down the road was $100 more a month.

Last Friday, out of the blue, I received a phone call from the property manager at Glen Royal Mills. A one-bedroom apartment had opened up and I was next on the list. I have no idea how that happened. In a matter of four short weeks I had gone from fifth to first on the list. I made arrangements to go and visit the place. I really wanted to see this place on the inside.

Yesterday was the day. I was escorted to the second floor where the empty apartment sits. The one-bedroom feels huge. In reality, it's probably not all that big in terms of area. But the ceilings stretch on forever, making the rooms feel so much larger. The floors are all hardwood, so I guess I'll have to buy some new area rugs. The windows are ginormous. There's gonna be light in that apartment whether I want it or not. Also, there's a dishwasher in the kitchen. No more doing dishes at the sink for Aaron.

So I got the application and filled it out today. I'll run it back over there tomorrow while on my lunch break. Assuming I survive the credit checking process, I'll be moving into my new home in December. So get ready to receive my phone call. Moving day will be here before you know it.