We've been thinking about finding a new apartment
for a while, and one of my friends (currently a temporary roommate
) just found a really nice 3-bedroom that she's planning on sharing with two lucky
friends, so apartment hunting's been on my mind.
So in the dream, we're at a barbeque
/ outdoor banquet
(lots of food and about 10 people), when one of our friends mentions that she's leaving the complex, and wants to give us first dibs on her really sweet digs
. So I walk over to her place to check it out. (Conveniently, the furniture is already gone.) It was a really nice three-bedroom, two bath (full baths) and then some. I stepped into the master bath, and found that they'd converted the garden-tub (which was made of wood) into a jacuzzi
by running garden hoses into the bottom. Duct tape can do anything
Despite this, I felt that this was THE apartment
. The ultimate domicile
, the end-all-be-all of residences
. So I went back to the party and asked how much it was.
$4,000 a month.
Then I woke up.
(For $4,000 a month, it had better come with two gorgeous blondes and an ever-flowing wetbar.)