To move or not to move? That is the question....

I already know the answer. In reality, we need to move... The cozyness of our 1 bedroom has quickly dissappeared with the emergence of our son's advancements in standing/walking... What was shaping out to be a comfy place for a small family, is becoming a perpetual den of clutter. It annoys me that my son has no space to spread his toys around and proudly survey his area like at his nana's house... I'm mad that the only space he has to roam is on the bed he is determined to dive off of... 

It's upsetting that all these people on Craigslist now thing you are so stupid to believe that as NY'ers now relocated to West Africa (or London, or the like) that they don't have one single person they can trust with their apartment keys still living in the states. They don't even appear to  live in buildings with a super, landlord, or building manager... Which only leads me to think that if none of those people exist in these "fabulous" apartment they are trying to rent out, do i really want to even live there? I mean, who takes out the trash on garbage day? Who keeps the building clean? Certainly not I... Furthermore, aside from the fact that the majority of these responses are modeled exactly the same way; meaning written with horrible grammatical errors and countless spelling mistakes, none of these people can seem to answer a question if you respond to the response... So  since it looks like Craigslist is a bust on non-scammy apt ads, that only leave 2 options... Option A, a broker or option B an "apartment listings service".. Which will only cost us another $200 to $1500 depending on which option we pick...   

So it it even worth it? Sometimes I think we should just spend the moving money on a trip to home depot and DIY some major upgrades to our potential filled love nest. If I were more of a self motivated home improvement type and was willing to stay here for at least another 2 years, i would make the investment... Cause it wouldn't take much... It may be a better investment of time and energy then chasing apartment pipe dreams through the city & internet...

Man I yearn for the old days of the hook up.. If only I had a relative with a 2/3 family house that didn't hate me (not even me, my mom... even worse) so much that they're not willing to help my family out... I wish we'd never had sold grandma's house.. Cause at least then we wouldn't have to move...