It all started with an ominous phone call a couple months ago from the real estate agents. The owners wanted to get the the property appraised. A few weeks later my fears were confirmed when I got another call saying that my apartment was being put up for private sale. Despite my hopes that an investor would buy it, I got my notice to vacate around the start of April. I spent a couple weeks looking at properties, including one Saturday where I went to five different inspections. There were a lot of people at many of the inspections, but thankfully I have found a decent place to live that is very close to my current apartment.
I spent the Easter holiday packing and picked up my keys today. I've already made a few walking trips to the new place bringing stuff over I don't really want to pack such as picture frames and food. Tomorrow is the big moving day and I have been finishing my packing tonight while watching a little thing called the royal wedding. I'm sad to be leaving my current place. I think it would be different if I had actually chose to move. This is the downside to renting- sometimes you don't have control over things.