It's Out There Somewhere

We are apartment hunting. In the Big Smoke. This has been a dream of mine for a long time to have a little flat in Toronto where I could live over the winter, go back to school part time , maybe find a little part time job. So I have been looking and looking and looking. The rents are atrocious and there is very little available for when we want it. So discouraging. However I refuse to give up. There is an apartment out there with our name on the letterbox , I just haven't found it yet. The nicest apartment of all is an old brownstone on Broadview Ave. that I have had my eye on for a couple of years. I have been inside just the once but that was enough for me. This is the place. Well it seems others think so too as nothing is free for Oct. 1 my personal move in day. Today I am going to look at yet another 1960's high rise. They show me places on the gazillionth floor and I come over faint just looking out the window. The balcony would be an undiscovered land as far as I am concerned. Of course the Better Half is hanging over and swaying in the breeze and saying,
"Mm, quite the view!''
Then there is the cat to be considered. Lots of places don't want animals even though that is against the law in Ontario. We don't want to be where we are not welcome whether we have two legs or four. So I am asking your help [you faithful few who read this] in asking the universe to come through for me and mine and helping direct us to the right place. Thank you.