To move or not to move?

So Jake and I are at a some fork in the road, a crossroads as it were. Recently we have been discussing the prospect of leaving our humble apartment for "greener" pastures. We have had feelers out in the ward for any chance of a new residency and we have caught one. The only catch, it is the basement, with hideous orange, yes orange, carpet and a dropped ceiling. True we will have lower rent, and the possibility of having more freedom in decorating and altering of the living space, and maybe I can get me cat finally. Yet, the only problem is that we have to make a decision by Saturday, our contract with Remington will expire on the 22nd, and some how move all of our stuff while all the time Jake and I are both working, my parents are in town, and we have a wedding to get to in Ogden Saturday afternoon. Did I mention that my little brother is supposed to be staying with us as well for some of the weekend? I just seems as though everything has suddenly built up around this one weekend. I am fairly sure that we will take it, even though it does not have a dishwasher...yes a small thing to get stuck on, but seriously dishpan hands are not the greatest thing for an already dry skinned person to have to deal with. I'll let you know how it all turns out Monday when the dust has settled and I can tell you where I have made my bed.