This weekend we went to see an appartement in the city. I loved it, but he didn’t. It was an old appartement from 1920. It was big (with 2 bedrooms and 2 terasses and more than great views) but then again, it was next to the railway, the badroom smelled like gas and the kitchen was in a desperate need of a renovation.
So we’re not taking it.
For a while I was very sad, because I really loved it, and didn’t really saw all the work that it demanded. But then when we came home, we talked about our options and came to a conclusion. We’re not moving. I’m moving in 2 weeks from Schoten to Deurne, but we are not moving to the city. At least not for a year. I’m not quiet sure what to think. I’m happy to move and be finally together but I wanted to live in the city so hard…
It is indeed the smartest move. We save money, he’s the renter of the appartement. I keep living with my parent officially. It’s all saving money and gives us the time to relax and save a little for a place in the city next year. So now we countdown has begun… In two weeks I pack all my stuff and fly out of the nest. Hehehe I can’t really believe it.
I wonder how it is going to be… I think pretty great.
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