Movin' On Up

After two years of living with practically no water pressure in the kitchen, a large bump in the living room wall, and horribly, expensively cold winters, the Husband and I decided that it was time to move. I've talked before about the difficulties of renting a dog-friendly apartment in a college town, so I won't rehash this year's adventures in slumminess. Suffice it to say that photos can lie and that slumlords with memorable phone numbers can trick you into visiting their rentals by using a second phone line.

Let's focus on the positive, though, shall we? We are moving to a Lustron home. In case you're not in a link-following mood, I'll summarize. These were houses thought up after WWII as a way of taking advantage of all the surplus steel. They are made of steel, inside and out. Even the walls are steel. We are basically moving into a filing cabinet. But it's a cute little filing cabinet! It's got all these little built-in (steel) shelves and a big backyard and, best of all, a functioning kitchen sink. It's carpeted, which is kind of a downer after years of living with hardwood floors, but the carpeting is new. It is within walking distance of the farmer's market and the library and a park that rents out garden plots.

All of that is why we start moving tomorrow. Our current lease ends at the end of the month. The Husband kept saying how great it would be if we could move in a week early, but then decided not to bother our current landlord about it. But then the current landlord called us, and asked if we'd be willing or able to move out early. At that point, we had already arranged to have all of our utilities transferred and made a reservation on a van, not to mention the fact that I had arranged to visit Melinda for this weekend. But, oh my lord, the water. The slow-dripping water from our kitchen tap, it drives us mad. And moving early would save us money. So we agreed. We get our keys and move a few boxes tomorrow, and the big move is Saturday. And despite the fact that I spent nearly an hour on the phone with AT&T changing our move date - and the fact that rather than holding Melinda's baby and playing with her Wii, I will be crying (literally!) because our couch is really heavy and awkward and we have too much stuff - I am glad that we're moving. Because I am tired of living in a moldy house and would very much like to move into my file cabinet now.