Sunday drive

Rather than stay in on this raw, grey Sunday afternoon, I'm going to take a ride to the southwestern suburbs.  In a casual glance through the MLS listings, I found a two bedroom condo that looks promising.  It's priced about a third less than what I was expecting to pay (and is consequently a little bit smaller - no "extra" room, but a 2 car attached garage instead of a single one, gas fireplace and a reasonable condo fee). I have the downpayment in hand for this one, and at the moment, I'm almost ready to throw caution to the wind and go for it.

The situation around here is about to become almost impossible. The city is starting a summer-long construction project on our cross street (which I found out about only by calling city hall after the temporary no parking signs went up this Friday; they are sending letters, but hadn't yet mailed them as of 3:40 Friday). The one way streets are becoming temporary two-ways, and there will be (literally, as they will no longer require permits to overnight park) a free-for-all for parking spaces.

The twist here is that the two apartment buildings across the street from my flat have underground parking - whose only egress is to the side street that will be demolished.  Just exactly where are those seventy cars supposed to go?

When my landlord put in a new garage eighteen months ago, his wife suggested putting in a parking slab next to it. The lot is wide, and there is plenty of room. He refused, as he didn't want to uproot the weeds flowers next to the garbage cans.

You see how I rate around here.

I rather doubt this is "the" place, but at least I'll go take a look.  I need to get a feel for distances and routes from that general area, anyway. Maybe sooner is better - it's going to be difficult to get a moving truck down our street pretty soon.

Then again, I could just tell them to drive over the grass.