Within a 4 week time frame ending next Friday, I will have:
- Decided to move (after only a year of hemming and hawing about it)
- Looked at apartments
- Picked an apartment in a neighborhood I swore I’d never move to (though I’ve hemmed and hawed about that, too)
- Signed a lease
So, contrary to what everyone else picked, I went with Option 2, the downtown loft. I really am looking for something with a bit more modern look, and with this Midwest summer heat beating down, the central AC was calling out to me.
I won’t lie, I’m having a bit of a freak out. Mainly because I went with a neighborhood I’ve spent the past three years saying I’d never move to, even though it’s three blocks (that’s $120/month in gas that I just saved) away from work.
But things change. I don’t know anyone in my current neighborhood, I know lots of people in the new one. My social life will hopefully be a bit more exciting.
Safety is still a bit of a concern for me. People are choosing NOW to tell me all the crime they’ve heard about. But, you know what? I’m no Sally Come Lately. I’ve worked and hung out there for the past 5 years. I know what I’m getting in to, know what to watch out for, and I have a personal escort in DD. Truthfully, downtown Detroit is no less safe than any other major city (don’t believe it when the media tells you otherwise), and bad things can happen any place you live. My parents have lived all over the world and were robbed in the smallest town they ever lived in. So I’m taking the plunge and indulging in my inner city girl.
Really, I think my freak out is just because this is a fairly big change for me and it’s happening fast — like next week fast. I don’t do things this fast. I don’t pick up and move in a month. I hem and haw and ultimately decide to stay put. I suppose you could say I’ve done that — after all, it’s taken me two years to get to this point. I guess when I finally make a decision, I move full steam ahead!