I have earth-shattering news. I have a home.
I’ve been waiting to post this update for a couple of months, as I was planning to include pictures and wanted to have the place looking decent! However, I've been busy lately with other changes in my life, which I'll share with you in the near future, so when my place is nice enough to grace the pages of Domino (I miss that magazine!) you'll find them here.
First things first. I'll explain how it happened. When I began my nomadic venture this past November, I wanted to find a permanent home that fit my needs, rather than jumping into the first thing that was available. I wanted the right size, price, and location, and at the time had expressed interest in a job on my team located in Chicago, so I wanted to remain flexible and avoid a lease at all costs.
One of my very generous friends is a pilot, and I often crashed at his apartment when he was on trips during my extended nomadness. Lucky for me, he had the opportunity to “upgrade” apartments in his complex and moved into a one-bedroom, one-bathroom place with new hardwood floors, granite countertops, vaulted ceilings, and a spare room. Guess who is living in spare? That's right- yours truly!
The situation is perfect for me. (I hope my roommate says the same!) The location is perfect, space is just right, and my rent is priced accordingly, so I’m still able to stock away savings every paycheck. We rarely cross paths so it’s a pretty low-maintenance relationship.