Moving on down to the 3rd floor

The time to move to the third floor may finally be upon me! I think that my landlord really meant it this time when he said he'd be done in the next week or two, as opposed to the last time he said he'd be done on August 1. He didn't quite make that deadline obviously!

On the one hand I'm looking forward to moving down there. One flight of stairs fewer! A washer/dryer in the bathroom! I get to take over the larger bedroom with the larger closet! Wood floors! Exposed brick! Good lighting! There are a lot of amenities, that's for sure.

On the other hand, it's change. And change that will lead to my permanently vacating the building around August 1, 2010 unless I can cough up another $400/month in rent to stay there. You see, the landlord is giving me a break on the rent because he basically blackmailed me in to staying in July when I told him I was ready to move out. Long story short: he threatened to keep my deposit and I agreed to stay if he'd give me the third floor at a discount. He did, so I stayed. Anyway, moving downstairs is one step closer to the door of this place and honestly I don't know how I feel about that. I've lived here for quite a while now...over four years total at this point. It's my home. It will be weird to leave it for another share or another apartment somewhere. I just hope when it comes to it that I'll be able to afford a studio and live alone.

In the meantime, I'm off to the cushy third floor just as soon as that pipe really gets installed...