Yesterday morning, we got an email letting us know that the apartment we applied for was rented to someone else. You know, the one with those beautiful bay windows? The one that I envisioned being our very first home together where we'd make lasting memories forever and then one day tell our future children about. Okay, so perhaps I got a little carried away with the future children thing. But point is, I thought for sure we would get it!
But alas, the apartment gods had other plans in mind.
After that denial, I was filled with newfound determination that we would find an apartment, dammit, and it would be even better than that last one!
So we set out for The Marina last night for a 7pm showing.
This time, we came prepared.
The Dizzle dressed all profesh like he was some dot com hundred-thousand-aire, and I made sure to shower and do my hair. <--it was the least I could do.
We left extra early so as to make sure we would be the FIRST ones there. If you remember from my previous rant on San Francisco apartment hunting, it's quite the competitive thing these days, so being there first can mean the difference of walking away with a new home or walking away shunned with the other 12 denied applicants.
So early we were!
It gave us plenty of time to scope out the neighborhood and see what was around the apartment.
The place is TWO blocks from the water where on your right, you can see Alcatraz, and on your left, you can see The Golden Gate Bridge.
In the other direction, just 3 blocks away, is Chestnut street, which is known for all of its great restaurants, bars, and stores, complete with movie theatre, grocery store, and Walgreens.
It seemed pretty perfect.
At 7:00pm on the dot, the renting agent opened the door for us.
We handed him our rental packet with all of the necessary information and had a look around. And then, we heard those glorious words:
"You guys are qualified, so if you want it, just say the word, and it's yours."
Say whaaaaaat? I'm sorry sir, did you just say it's ours if we want it?!?!
We couldn't believe our ears. We needed a minute to think! Was this it? Was this our new home? Could it be?
We decided to take a little walk around the neighborhood to talk about it.
We carefully went over the pros and cons:
Pros: It's right by the water. It has laundry in the building. It's a clean, safe, and sunny neighborhood. It has a walk-in closet. It's closer to my work than any of the other places we liked. It's walking distance to everything we need.
Cons: .....I think we came up with a few, but now I can't really think of them.
We decided: Okay. Let's do this. Let's get a real-live-official apartment together!!
So we marched ourselves back up there, handed over a check to secure the place, dusted our hands off, and walked away, squealing with excitement! Okay, I squealed, he smiled largely.
SO DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS?!?!?!?!
It means that as of June 21st, Verner Dixon III and Michelle Elizabeth Lim will officially have a home. Together!
It's quite the monumental moment in our lives as we have never officially lived with a significant other before. I'm excited! Are you excited? I'm excited.
Tomorrow marks our 4th week of being in San Francisco, and I'd say we've accomplished quite a lot in our time here. One of the biggest reasons we decided to come back from our 6 months of traveling was because we both really wanted to finally have a place to call "home." (That and well, we needed to make some more money, obvi.) And now we've done just that!
It's going to be the easiest move in our lives since we just have to lug 2 suitcases up the stairs. But then we'll have this amazing project ahead of us to fill our new home with items that are special to both of us. It'll probably be a sloooowww process seeing as I have yet to even receive my first paycheck, but a fun process nonetheless.
I've learned, like I so often do, that things have a way of working themselves out. And as often as I get frustrated or impatient when I feel like things aren't happening the way I want them to, I need to remember that so far, I have yet to be let down in this life of mine and I need to just trust the process and trust that the best outcome usually happens.
San Francisco, you're stuck with us for a year now! Let's make it a good one, shall we?