While we were there, licenciado Wolley - the quirky apartment manager that deserves a blog post all to himself - mentioned that the apartment on the floor right above where we are looking is now also for rent - and did we want to take a look at apartment #8?
Of course we did . . . so yesterday we took a little family trip to check it all out; apartment #8 is obviously in better condition than apartment #5- - there is no linoleum plastered over the kitchen tile, the floors are shinier and the walls are whiter.
Now my head is spinning: sure, apartment 8 is in better shape, but a little part of me wonders if #5 would be a better choice since the renovations will have to be more drastic? (goodness! I suffer intensely, don't you think?)
Really though, 99% of me already knows that we will chose apartment #8 because it has a bathtub - something that #5 does not have;
and well . . . the kiddos were thrilled about the bathtub.
I hear a whisper in my heart
that tells me
that a good way to show my family love right now,
is to choose the apartment with the darn bathtub.