The credit check waiting game.

This Saturday I put down a holding deposit on what will hopefully be my fantastic new apartment and immediately rushed home to do the online credit check. As a slightly impatient person (I can hear my mother's eyes rolling from across the city,) the wait between the credit check and the "okay, come get your keys" kills me. Each time I fill out that application I am slightly nervous despite the fact that for my last two places I've been told afterward that I passed with flying colors.

My new apartment (let's be optimistic, shall we) is around the corner from and eerily similar to my last singleton place: older male on-site manager, one bedroom previously inhabited by two women, top floor and west-facing. The grounds are much nicer though and there is a ELEVATOR this time, thank the gods. Same amenities: secured building, fireplace (wood-burning instead of gas - yay,) washer/dryer, dishwasher - the works. The balcony is bigger AND at least partially covered, which is a big improvement over the last abode. The floor plan is much like my last apartment and it's going to be a little bit of a challenge to make sure I don't have the same exact layout in regards to furniture, but I have gotten rid of a few pieces and plan on upgrading a few others as my budget allows.

So, now it's just the waiting game.