Apartments, again

Well as beautiful, stunning, perfect, dream apartment fell through, my expectations for a living arrangement dropped dramatically. I had spoken with the other assistant in my area about possibly rooming together, but out of almost nowhere my contact person at Durzy emailed me telling me she had found an apartment for me. So I guess I have an apartment. It's a studio with what can barely be called a kitchen, a bed, and a balcony (!!), but it's in centre-ville, on a nice main street within walking distance of a lot of things, and generally affordable. I can still change my mind if I arrive and just hate it. But for the most part I'm just satisfied with having a place to go to when I arrive. So. There's that.