About To Drop $1,360

I'm in a coffee shop, about to drop $1,360.

It's rent, don't worry. I have to give my deposit, first months rent, and a fee for background check. But wait! you might be saying to yourself. Didn't you do this a few days ago? Didn't you carefully select a new apartment, with beautiful windows and a fireplace, hardwood floors and a sexy rental figure of $689, in a redstone building resting in the heart of a very nice neighbrohood in Saint Paul? Ah ha! My curse is not yet broken, it seems. The property manager of that location called me yesterday to say that they had gone with someone else.

Excuse me?

Yeah. Legal? No. My background check would pass me for a place with twice the rent. Is there really anything to do about it? I'm too tired to even think of sueing anyone, so while I could, I'm not going to. Would I really want to sue to get a place where the rental agency pulled that? I don't think so. I have my money, so I'm not going to complain. (Well, I complained VERY LOUDLY in their ears for a while, but then I just gave up and walked away.)

So I was fortunate to stumble on a really nice place last night. The detractors: it's a $755/month, which is the limit to what I wanted to spend, and it's a basement apartement with pipes across the ceiling.

The benefits: it's a two bedroom, and baring the pipes, it's actually really nice. It's in a neighborhood I'm stunned I can afford, and it's in a building that's absolutely beautiful.

So I'm making the most of it. I got along well with the woman who showed me the apartment last night. She gave me the option for a short lease, mostly because she's a realtor and I mentioned I was thinking of buying a house!

So, I just got a call. Gotta go. Gonna sign a lease.