Confession

Hi. My name is Bethany, and I am a Craiglist addict.

It's gotten really bad. I am hoping to move into a new apartment on January 1, and I feel like I've been spending about a third of my time until then scrolling through those tantalizing and frustrating one-line listing titles.

It's a little too early to start seriously looking at places for January move-ins, so at this point I have not definitely narrowed things down between Brooklyn and Manhattan and one- two- and three-bedrooms, which means there are a lot of variables and price points and neighborhoods and picture options for me to be plugging in and getting glazed-over while clicking through.

Last week I was able to go two full work days without checking my traps once, but my resolve soon evaporated and I since have lost all willpower to stay off the site at work. I just keep scanning the neighborhood names and looking up locations on Google maps and trying to decipher oddly angled photos and drooling over the possibility of having stainless steel appliances and living in Park Slope.