The Addiction Pays Off

I think I found the one, the place, home for the next year. I was hoping that when the right one came around, I would recognize it. Of course, it's just a rental but it still feels important. I can't imagine how crazy I'll be when it comes time to buy instead of rent.

Anyway, on Sunday, on a driveby, I got that tickly feeling in my stomach. Yesterday, on a study break, we got the key and poked around a little more. Then we went for a blistering hike up the front side of Mt. Wilson and spent the hour gasping for breath and talking about how we were going to arrange the place.

All of this added to the fact that realtor practically promised us the place when I talked to her yesterday and it seems that the search is coming to an end. Just in time too, I might add. I've gotten way too fast at that online search engine thing and I haven't gotten a thing done at work for about a week. But...uh...let's just keep that part between us, OK?