Moving is stressful, especially if you have to worry about both getting a job and getting a place to live.

Mike and I sat down and he reasoned that since we’re in a new city and don’t know all that much about it, why not see it all? So we spent all of one Sunday looking at varied rental units. Our favorite was the blond on Mercer Island that scared us with stories of bad traffic (justified), and the promise that if we didn’t act NOW, the apartment of our dreams overlooking nothing, in a bland cream and beige box, would be gone. Skipped that one.

In a different section of town, we found out the formula for getting into a polished condo in Belltown if you’re not currently employed with a normal 9-5 job:
a) have an offer letter
b) paystubs
c) have enough cash or liquid assets to equal (monthly rent) x 3 x 12
which in our case would have equaled.. $60,000.00.
so NO!

After a crowded open house in Ballard we jumped at a house in the Eastlake neighborhood. Here are few quick pics of our place that I swiped off of craigslist.

It’s great to have our own place again!

We’re looking for jobs in Seattle. We’ve been up there twice and I know it’s an awesome city.

I’m so excited and while there have been so many wonderful things that have happened in FL (getting married, the orchids, the beach) I know I’ve been looking forward to this move for years.

A photo back from our road trip, here’s the Hoh rainforest in a somewhat rare bout of sunshine. The greenest place I’ve ever seen!