So, this is totally backwards because finding the perfect apartment is kind of irrelevant considering I dont live there anymore but it's important to recognize the importance of finding your own safe-haven.
There was a period of time where I called my apartment my zen zone. I got rid of ALL my stuff from the previous years of my life and started fresh. I designed my apartment in a unique and very different way than I ever thought I would. I went with white couches...which is hysterical considering my dogs believe the couches are for them, and decided to go with a trunk instead of a coffee table. I got an amazingly unique rug from Anthropologie and got awesome art recommendations from my friend Shelby who has an uncanny knack for interior design.
The location was in the heart of the Virginia Highlands, its too bad it was such a good location because I never took advantage of it. I spent countless hours studying for the GMAT, and when that was done the Business school application process had just began.
If any of you have applied to grad school, you understand me when saying "HOLY SHIT" it completely took over my life.
Anyway, my landlord was amazing about my giving him notice very early...he re-rented the place way sooner than I had anticipated and I had moved all my belongings into a 10 x 10 storage space. By Christmas I was homeless, still working, and hadn't been accepted to any schools.
Thank god for my friends Whitney and Greg who so graciously hosted me for the 3 months prior to being accepted to UCLA. I then quit my job, and drove down to my parents in Florida to stay with them until I moved to Los Angeles.
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