I now have an officially signed lease, starting September 1, for an apartment. This is a Good Thing.
The apartment hunt itself was, as they always are, a pain. Having found a place, I didn’t let myself fully relax because I’ve heard of strange things happening before leases are signed. But now that I’ve got the piece of paper that grants me the right to live in the apartment for a year, well…that’s a big load off of my mind.
Now if only I could breathe through my nose, everything would be right with the world.