Moving out

So my rent is going up finally. Is this a some kind of sign prompting me to get my butt out of this place? Not sure. I do think it's funny my landlord still has one unit vacant for months, and somehow decided that raising every tenant's rent was a sound idea. I used to like living here. I still do, to some extent. Then again, my "sinkerator" hasn't worked in a long time, my bedroom is always freezing because of the poor temperature insulation, my carpet feels old and gross, paint is falling off all over, I can go on and on. I do love Caretas, my awesome neighbor, who is mainly the reason I'm still here. Then again, consider that I live above two parking storage areas, and my landlord drives a big ass truck and that weird neighbor with the old beat up Nova that takes forever to get going and I get to hear all the lovely noises these two dumb gas-guzzlers make every morning and many nights... Yea it's time. I'll have two months to hunt down a place and get my stuff out of here. Done thinking about it. Now get on with it.