yale and i signed a lease on friday! we officially have a place to live! whoo-hoo!
we will be renting a one-bedroom condo from a guy who (strangely enough) used to live down the hall from me in the dorm in undergrad. very small world indeed. i had looked at a scant handfull of other apartments in the neighborhood before i saw this one, but i have to say that i felt the same sparkly excitement upon walking into this place as i did when Roommate and i first opened the front door of the bright little gem where we live now. i was frantic to get Yale to the city to see it, and to sign for it before someone else scooped it up.
it is not perfect. it has brown carpeting in the bedroom, and windows on only one side, and it is a much bigger building than i have ever lived in. but it is spacious and well appointed, and contains the holygrail of city apartments: in-unit washer and dryer. plus, it is dog friendly! my dreams of dogmommyhood are finally within reach.
humorous that the day before we signed the lease for our first apartment together, Yale had a job interview for a full time faculty fellowship at a school no less than 4 hours from chicago. my fingers are crossed in all sorts of ways that this pans out for him. he was absolutely jubilant on the phone with me after he wrapped up teaching a classroom of undergrads as part of his "audition". i hadn't heard his voice that happy in a very very long time. he was made to teach, and i will happily contend with his ridiculous cummutes, nights in a hotel 2 nights a week, and burdensome prep load if teaching will bring about that kind of joy for him. i say "happily" now, and ask all you lovely readers to hold me to it when i am whining about my new husband being out of town 2-3 days a week, every week, for 30 weeks.
but first, i'll ask you to pray that he gets the job.
we can have a house warming party and invite you all over. hopefully with toasts to the newest faculty fellow at augustana college.
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Yea for Yale! Augustana is awesome. It was one of my top schools to pick from. My dear friend Abby went there. As an aside he should be forewarned that should the mood strike him - do not steal cafeteria trays and sled down the campus hills on his belly, lest he wants a few cracked ribs and have to fake playing the french horn for the rest of the quarter. Just life lessons she picked up during her tenure there. I can't wait to see the new place as well! All very exciting that you guys can start to see perhaps a path for your future in a more physical/locational/economical sense!
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