A house and puppy.
Sean and I have been happy apartment dwellers for about 4 years now. We lived in a smallish one bedroom apartment that served us well for about three years, but we quickly outgrew it. When Sean was hired full time at his current job last Summer and we (he) was making good money, we moved out, and up. Now we live in an almost 1200 square foot, two bedroom, two bath apartment that oozes awesomeness. It's on the second (and top) floor but has a private entrance, our own washer and dryer, cozy porch, tankless hot water heater and it was brand spanking new when we moved in.
So lets recap: our rent is reasonable and our apartment is awesome. So why am I itching to move out? My sister.