So, apartment hunting isn’t really new to me.
This will be my fifth apartment since graduating from college and my fourth move in 2016 alone. I’ve moved a lot throughout the years. I haven’t managed to renew a lease more than once and I’ve shuffled my cat through three different states since adopting her in 2009.
But I’m sort of hoping that this next time will be the last for a little while. That I can find someplace that I can live in for a few years and actually plant some roots (and maybe an indoor herb garden?).
And this time, with my boyfriend.
Yeah, that’s the new part.
And it’s been interesting, to say the least. I’ve never done the partner-living-thing before, and frankly I’m a little nervous. You don’t really know someone until you’re living with them. You don’t really know their habits and their intricacies until you’re shopping for sheets and making grocery lists and deciding who’s turn it is to clean the toilet.
Josh and I have known each other since we were 19 years old. We met one summer session through a mutual friend while in college together. But we didn’t start dating till much later, not until last year actually. One day date in Tompkins Square Park led to a relationship where we’ve perfected the art of long-distance dating. Now, finally in the same state, we’re scouring Craiglist and Google and a million different apartment hunting websites for the perfect one bedroom.
Josh and I actually have a lot in common, but we’re also of two completely different design intellects. He’s sturdier and likes solid wood. I’m a bit more eclectic and dying to get my hands on pieces of rubbish that I can refinish and make beautiful. He’s more traditionally inspired and I’m mid-century modern. He’s a bit of a clutter-King (sorry, babe, but it’s true) and I’m organized to a fault. I mean, my folders have folders.
What ranks as a priority to me (hardwood floors vs. carpet, decent character, a dishwasher), might not really matter to Josh as long as the place doesn’t fall apart the moment we sign the lease. He’s more rational whereas I’m asking leasing managers how they feel about temporary wallpaper and switching out cabinet hardware.
We’re stuck between two places currently. One a bit more expensive with more amenities. The other older, with pre-war charm and original hardwood floors. While one has a gym and a restaurant in the building, the other is a bit cheaper. Of course, we’re managing the apartment hunting among full-time jobs and grad school classes, so we’re really hoping to get this thing sorted.
We’re hoping to make two more follow-up appointments this week to finally settle the decision. The sooner we pick a place, the sooner I can start rug shopping.
Have you recently moved in with a partner? And for those of you who’ve managed for the long haul, how have you compromised? I’m dying to know who ultimately decided the duvet covers, to be honest.