Once upon a time (my favorite way to start any story) I moved to Portland. Or, you know, two months ago. What, two months already? I know, I can’t believe it either!
Initially I was in corporate housing. And I got spoiled – it was in a great location with a grocery store across the street. And a coffee shop! And a Chipotle down the block!!
The cherry on top was a few blocks down I could catch the waterfront trail. Sadly I was only able to use it a few times.
Being that my housing was temporary, I was on the clock to find a new place to live. Last time I ended up staying in my temporary housing. I did think about it again, but it would have meant selling the majority of my belongings to fit in the tiny apartment I could afford. Portland is slightly more expensive than St Louis, especially when looking downtown.
I embarked on the great apartment search of 2015, trying to find the perfect balance of space, commute and affordability. Easier said than done. I found some beautiful apartments but either they were too small or too far away (i.e. an hour-ish commute). And none gave me that feeling of being home. That’s how I ultimately knew the apartment in St Louis was the one – I was happy to come home. Again, I imagine being across the street from Forest Park had a lot to do with it.
One dark and stormy night, after a long day of apartment searching, I ended up at a Mexican restaurant. Over chips and salsa, I bemoaned my choices. I was running out of time and I needed to make a decision. Decision making is not my strong suit. But leaving the Mexican restaurant, I drove by an apartment complex. It looked okay in the dark. It wasn’t too far out. I emailed the apartment complex to find out more details.
A few days later I was signing a lease! (After I looked at it of course.) It was across the street from a grocery store!! Not only is there a grocery store, but there is a Barre 3, a cycle place and an Orange Theory Fitness is coming! I’ve been wanting to try Orange Theory! There a few open spots for additional stores and my fingers are crossed for a Chipotle! It had the space, was within my price range, and I have (at worst) a 30 minute commute. And I felt good about coming home.
While I’m still waiting for my belongings to show up from St Louis, I’ve made a few purchases and unpacked so it’s really starting to feel like home. Once I have it put together I’ll take some pictures.