Turns out, I'm not desirable roommate material. Here are some typical snippets from the apartment listings I've been reading:

"We are mid-20s, looking for one roommate of same age to complete our household of four."

"Young professional looking for second roommate in 20s or early 30s. 15-month lease only."

"One bedroom available in Victorian June 1. For more information, please respond by telling us about your situation."

"We are recent Boston University grads looking for a 20-something female to fill 1 bedroom in 3-bed apartment. Summer lease with option to renew for 1 year."

Egad! The people I can afford to live with think I'm too old and would probably consider my situation sticky. With no savings and only a moderate salary, the only place I can leave Rob for is a room in an apartment of strangers. Young'uns!

I imagine they are enjoying the freedom from responsibility of entry-level jobs, lead relatively carefree and simple lives, and go on dates a lot. They don't want a 34-year-old married woman cramping their style. And they need to depend on a roommate to stay through a lease, not bail if she decides to go back to her husband.

Can't blame them. I wouldn't want that sort of roommate! But where does that leave me? Makes me want sit tight, right here at home with Rob. I haven't even met any potential roommates, but I imagine I like him much better! The devil you know is better than the devil you don't know.

Must. Keep. Looking.