Moving no longer

So we were looking at a new apartment just across the yard from where we are now. Its just a little two bedroom place for 50 bucks more then we pay a month now. Not much bigger then our little apartment really but it had a yard! It was its own little home, with a driveway and back deck and clothesline. So we were planning on definitely moving in when the tenants moved out this month. The bf wanted to make sure our stuff would fit in the place perfectly before we moved in cause there is nothing worse then finding out on moving day that you have a maze in your home because its too small for all your stuff so we were in there over the weekend taking measurements and let me tell you this place was a hellhole! When we first went to look at it the place was crammed to the gills with the present tenants stuff but when it was all empty with only a few boxes left we could actually SEE the place and it was a wreck. The carpets were newer then ours but so pounded down and worn out it was horrid, there were imprints from where their furniture sat forever and rusted into it... ewwwww. Also there were random burn marks all over, not nice, odd and unusually coloured stains in random spots all over the place it was disgusting I almost didn't want to take my shoes off for fear of my socks melting off my feet. Anyway, we went about our measuring because we were in such shock to see the place as it was, while peeking into the bathroom we both realized that there was no way we were ever going to be peeing in there nevertheless going number 2. It looks like one of those bathrooms from the horror movies where the teenager gets locked in and the lights flicker on and off then all of a sudden an axe murderer jumps out of the shower but in the brawl they fall through the rotting wall in the side of the room. Just gross... the storage closet wasn't any better it had holes in the floor and even holes in the wall covered up with plywood and not very well might I add. It was a wonderful home for the resident rodents and stray cats that would definitely be able to get in at any given time through either hole. Just not us at all, so the bf told our landlord that we were not leaving our comfortable and homey apartment for that mess that they called a two bedroom bungalow. She wasn't surprised and we are happy so it all worked out to our advantage. One and a half more years and we're going to start house hunting anyway so I'm happy where we are for now.