Uh, eep?

Signed a lease on a new apartment, to be moved into this August. The building in question is rather less... um ragged around the edges, not that there's anything truly wrong with my current one except the wonky street door lock (it spins within its housing). By the sound of it, there'll be fewer ganja-smoking college dudebros stomping around the new place, which is a definite positive. New apartment is bigger than current one, and with somewhat more storage space. I may have room for a few important things I haven't yet had places for since moving to the city. New rent is more than current rent, but manageable.

... Wow, this is bittersweet. I truly do like Newbury Place, creepy dudebro neighbors and their pot fumes notwithstanding. My landladies are complete sweethearts, and I suspect we'll be friendly long after I've moved out. I've already been told not to be a stranger. :)

... Ow. Dang. This smarts. It's probably a good move, but it still smarts.