Yesterday, DH and I went and looked at an apartment together.
We were offered it last night.
So it appears we'll be moving to a new city in short order, to a really kick-ass apartment.
Yes, it is an apartment. I had hoped for a house. But it's a great apartment (and half a house). 9 rooms, 3 bedrooms, 2 full baths (one with rain shower and separate full-size Victorian clawfoot tub), with a built-in wet bar in the dining room. There's a patio backyard, which is a bummer for me, because it means all my future gardening will be of the container variety--but there is a pear tree and grapevine back there, so at least there's free fruit. It's fully enclosed and a little overgrown, but trimmed back, there should be enough sunlight for the containers. It's the upper half of an old house, so there are hardwood floors throughout, twisty stairways, an additional deck off the front, gabled roof in the upper floor, and big kitchen. Plus storage in the basement and washer/dryer. The closet space leaves something to be desired, but there is a cedar closet.
We'll lose the fireplace and the backyard, but a year's worth of snow shoveling/lawn maintenance has apparently convinced my husband that he will be an apartment dweller for the rest of his life.
Once we get the moving details/dates situated, I'll be sure to keep everyone updated.
Now, on to getting rid of the furniture we won't need there (fireplace equipment, possibly china cabinet, one dresser, oh, and the outdoor stuff) and accumulating the new stuff we'll need (more bookcases, probably more things to sit on). If anyone's in the market for anything, let me know.
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