Too early to tell
We’ve only had one full day of house/apartment hunting. I have to keep reminding myself of that. We didn’t find our next home yesterday (Monday), but that doesn’t mean we’re destined to be homeless.
It’s only been a day.
It’s only been a day.
It’s only been a day.
There. That might work. Partly, it’s frustration. We’ve found a lot of places we’d like to look at, but we’re not getting a lot of responses so we can’t schedule times to actually see them and I feel like we’re spinning our wheels. After one day. Which I realize is ridiculous. We sent out a bunch of messages around 10pm last night, and it’s not even 8am right now, so to be worried that we haven’t heard back when no one has gotten to work yet is not terribly reasonable.
I can be reasonable. And we still have four full days to look, including today.
This is stressful.
On the other hand, already this visit has reaffirmed for us how much we’d like to live in Newport or Bristol or a couple of neighborhoods in Providence. If we have to go further afield to find our very next place, at least we’re sure we want to make it work here at some point.
Deep breath. Shower (I think I sweat more in hotel gyms – no breeze!) . Breakfast. Search.