onefixedstar | (no subject)

R and I went to look at an apartment today. The place sounded great in the ad--ten minutes from the department on a tree-lined street with two bedrooms, two bathrooms, six appliances including washer, dryer, and dishwasher, and a gas fireplace, all within budget. And it was nice. But it was small. Very small. As in, I'd have to sell all my furniture and buy two itsy-bitsy chairs to perch on to watch television. Plus, we'd have to pay our own hydro, which is fine except the windows are so small that the lights would have to be on all the time. Between the cut in rent and selling off my furniture, my disposable income would increase fairly dramatically, but I wouldn't be able to buy anything because I'd have nowhere to put it. So I think we're going to keep looking.

It looks like I might get a chance to go apartment hunting in Boston, too, which ought to make for an interesting comparison. A friend of mine is going to Harvard for a year to write his dissertation and needs a place to live, so we thought it might be fun to traipse about city for a weekend and play tourist while he looks.