So when I was out shopping for all of my kitchen essentials I told myself I would buy one treat. One beautiful thing that would make my apartment feel like a real, grown-up home. That’s how I ended up paying $19.99 for an essential oil diffuser.
It’s gotten to the point where I feel like I’m supposed to have an opinion about all of these gig economy services, and the opinion is supposed to be “they’re bad!” and I’m becoming less sure.
When you pay $990 in the 10th most expensive rental market in the country, you get a lot of good things—but you don’t get everything.
I will wake up an hour earlier every day. I will buy fresh flowers every week. I will not archive email on the toilet.
I want to put off the inevitable $25-per-day takeout hole for as long as possible—but I’ve still spent roughly $25 on dinner in the past three days, and I have six days left to go.
I’m curious whether I should be thinking about these furniture pieces as “for now” pieces or “investment” pieces, so I’d love your thoughts on that. At what point do I start buying items for the rest of my life, for lack of a better phrase?
First, you have to trust that the Craigslist post is real.
The trip did do its job, by the way. I was pretty sure I was going to stay in Seattle as soon as I started seriously looking for apartments here, but spending a few days in Portland pretty much solidified that decision.
I’ll need a lot of stuff to turn this place into a home, and I’ll need to not be afraid about buying it.
If there’s one thing that I’ve learned from the Seattle apartment hunt, it’s that you can find another place in an afternoon, if you are the first person to the apartment after the listing posts.