Things are looking ok for the apartment I want. I think I can swing it.
It’s slightly more expensive than I want, but I’ve been thinking about it: I can eat at home more and do less personal travel. The extra cost is basically one major vacation a year—so I would be saying good-bye to the equivalent of Cape Town or Guadalajara. That is, on some fronts, rather bad. However, there is a huge premium on being happy at home.
My first apartment in Bloomington was, as I recall it, absolutely awful. It was in a cookie-cutter apartment complex with large manicured lawns, black tarred parking lots, and nasty carpeting. I absolutely detested the apartment and as soon as I could get away from it, I did. I moved into the heart of downtown, right in the middle of a bunch of restaurants and near a coffee shop I adored. It was, in many ways, the best place I’ve ever lived.
Here in Weimar, I have no major objections to the current place, but it’s overly large and must go.
Today because I was working late (for me), I caught the 15:36 train home, from there I walked out and caught a bus to near where I currently live. On the way there, the bus passes through Goetheplatz, and while the bus paused there (it’s where all the buses meet and passengers transfer, all I could think was, if I lived here, I could get off the bus and be home in a couple of minutes—and there’s a decent supermarket three minutes from the bus stop and from the apartment.
The apartment is also endearing because it is (and this is a word I do not use lightly), very unusual. It has a unique location—I’d be the only apartment in the building. Its layout is unusual in that I can open windows on both sides of it and air it out in no time—and, most importantly of all for me, virtually invisible. I suspect most people who have looked at the building would never have noticed what’s going on upstairs.
Anyhow, I am about to go to bed—so instead of going on much longer, I am going to offer you a cute young man. Maybe he’s dating material, but that’s up for you to decide–Via Brass Matt.
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