Utah last weekend was such an absolute blast!
And while it was great spending time with family and friends and being in the cooler weather,
one of the main reasons for the trip was to find housing for when Cam and I move up there in the fall.
It was one of the most frustrating and depressing processes ever.
Seriously though, there are tons of housing options in Provo/Orem,
but it seemed like all of the good/inexpensive places had been reserved for single students
(not super cool marrieds, like us).
Whenever we thought we had finally found a place within our budget and in a good location, it would either be like 200 sq. feet, or really really scary. That was frustrating because most of the dumps would cost us the same in rent that we are paying for our apt right now (which is the opposite of dump).
Then the magical Utah housing fairy* sprinkled some of her magic all over us and presented us with this fine establishment:
We'll be in the basement** this fall. You're invited to our moving-in party. There will be dancing.
*I will never speak poorly or John Stockton ever again
**My mom said that living in a basement will make us official/cliche newlyweds