Last week I saw a beautiful apartment. It had a hallway that was about eight miles long and on one end was a living room and on the other end was a kitchen. There were three bedrooms off the hallway and a bathroom, there was an "office" off the kitchen and out the kitchen door was a small, but perfectly adequate porch. (Have I mentioned that I'm desperate for a porch so I can sit outside in the nice weather?) Not only was this a beautiful apartment, but the price was right - almost half of what I'm paying now. The girl living there was looking for two people so she interviewed me at the same time as some guy. I could take or leave her or the guy (they were both nice but certainly no instant I-feel-like-I've-known-you-for-seventeen-years kind of bonding).

Last night I sent an email to the girl to let her know I'm interested and she wrote back this morning and said that because the guy was a little younger than she was looking for, she offered the place to two friends of a friend. I was a bit offended to be honest, after all, what did me and this random too-young guy have anything to do with each other? Chalking it up to the fact that she really didn't have enough time to be won over by my perfect roommateness, due to the fact that the guy was there as well throwing off the conversational vibes, I decided not to take it personally. After all, I truly do believe that everything happens the way it is supposed to.

But I was still pretty bummed out about the whole thing. Suddenly, an industrious idea flashed through my brain. I wrote back to her thanking her for letting me know, wishing her the best of luck, and inquiring as to whether or not her landlord has any other available units. I am not afraid of having to search for two people - after all, I have met a lot of great people within the past couple of weeks interested in my current apartment. Two of them are eager to move in and because I can't keep them waiting forever, I told them I would decide by the end of this week.

The girl wrote back and said she thinks there is an available unit and she is going to check with her landlord. I seem to have a knack for devising these wacky schemes. Last year when my roommate moved out I was determined to find someone new who would be willing to move across the hall with me to the bigger, better apartment and sure enough, everything ended up sliding into place. I got what I wanted then, can I pull it off again now? So many things have to go just right. I have to hear back from the girl that there is an apartment available, talk to the landlord and hope that she is willing to let me move in even though I have no roommates ready and bad credit (although my rental history is perfect), then I have to find two roommates (I would certainly make the offer to the two people interested in my current apartment), but all of this has to happen within the week because if it goes wrong or remains uncertain, I risk losing out on one of the very nice people waiting for my answer.

Sometimes I can see an outcome to a situation that seems so perfect it makes me feel tingly in my stomach, like my body is ready to spring into action and make it happen. Unfortunately, there is often nothing I can do to force things and that's how I feel now. Please keep your fingers crossed for me and send me good thoughts - I want this very much.  ¶ 4:13 PM