With my roommate getting hitched it is no surprise that he would move into his wife’s place. This left your favourite Self-Proclaimed Rock Star* by himself in a great apartment with a rent he just couldn’t afford alone. What to do?
I decided against getting a new roommate. I wasn’t that keen on sharing my space with a stranger and I also felt it was about time I started living on my own. For awhile I was tossing around the idea of buying a condominium but the timing wasn’t right. Graig understandably wanted to move out as soon as possible which left me with a tight deadline to find a new place. If I’m going to drop all my savings on one big purchase I’d rather have more than a couple of months to make my decision.
In the end I made up my mind on moving out of my current abode and finding a smaller apartment for myself. It made sense given the time line and the circumstances. For the past few weeks I have been on the hunt: scouring ViewIt.ca and MyHood.ca for listings, making calls to rental offices and superintendents, visiting places all over the Toronto area. The process was stressful and at times felt hopeless as well, but thankfully I had L to help and support me through it all.
And after all that hard work I am proud to say I did manage to find a new apartment to call my own. It is a good sized bachelor/studio near the Broadview and Danforth area. I admit that it is much smaller than my current place (heck my current bedroom if you want to be picky!) but I think I will be comfortable there. I won’t be able to walk to work in the morning anymore but the area is great and rent is affordable so I can’t complain.
I don’t know what makes me happier: finding a new apartment for myself or not having to go through the whole apartment search process anymore. Either way the move in date couldn’t come any sooner. I just have to remember to restrain myself and not go all Trading Spaces buck wild on the new apartment when I get there.
* I haven’t used that title in quite some time