Where To Begin

The new place is okay. We have been crazy busy with moving and new jobs. We had been staying with my mother-in-law, whom I love dearly but as anyone who has done it knows, an extended stay in a home other than yours just flat out sucks.

The last month and a half have been pretty busy and the move hasn’t been as smooth as our move to St Louis. We got lucky there, knew we wanted to rent for the first year and searched like crazy. The rental market in the St Charles area was a dream compared to Colorado Springs. It seems that the Springs, being home to Ft Carson, Peterson AFB and the Air Force Academy (among other’s) has a huge rental business. Finding a place wasn’t the issue, finding one we liked, in an area we liked was a different story. Colorado Springs is odd in that the condition of a given area swings wildly from block to block. We wanted a place like the one in St Charles originally. We were hoping for a nice older house with some modest restoration. The problem was the older historic areas hadn’t been taken over by the upwardly mobile young professionals I tend to despise. I despise them but I’m not too proud to reap the benefits of their obnoxious propensity for moving into an area, commercializing it, driving up property taxes and introducing freedom strangling covenants. We ended up in one of the cookie cutter neighborhoods on the north eastside that is rapidly developing into it’s own city. They do have an Old Chicago Pizza though so I guess cookie cutter is okay for now.