When I moved to Brenham nearly two years ago, I signed a lease for the first apartment I could get my hands on. There weren’t that many options and there weren’t many apartments available within my options.
I quickly settled for the smallest one bedroom I could find because it was the only thing that wouldn’t max out my budget with the money I would be making from my reporter job. It was 518 square feet, one bathroom, one bedroom that also shared my kitchen and the smallest washer and dryer you could imagine, pilled atop each other in a tiny closet. There was no pantry, no hallway closet to store food and my cleaning appliances. But I was thrilled to live alone nonetheless, alongside my cat, Millie.