We're Movin'!

I'm so excited! Our crappy neighbors, you remember him, right?...the guy who backed up into our apartment?...well, HE MOVED OUT!

That's right, he is gone, no more 2am parties, no more blocking me in with the millions of visitors he has parking in the driveway where they don't belong, and the best part, we get to move into that apartment which is bigger and doesn't have stairs.

I don't know if I wrote about that, but when Kylie was about 2 months old, I took a small fall down the stairs with her in my arms...it was TERRIFYING! So, I told the hubby, I want outta here! He agreed and said we should start looking. Unfortunately, I have very high standards. I was being picky, basically saying, I want to stay on this side of town, and I want to keep our garage, washer dryer hookups, I really like having the big "handicap" shower, and I don't want stairs. So that was pretty much, the three stories in the townhouses where we live, I want that for our rate. Ha! Right! That simple eh? Well, apparently, wish granted...that simple.

My husband noticed the U-Haul in the driveway, and called our landlord immediately...nonchalantly asking, "Do you have anything without stairs available?" Of course our landlord told him about the apartment literally right next door...how much...only $75 more than we are currently paying, and we get, a larger garage, larger backyard, an extra room, and a fireplace (which honestly I would rather NOT have, but its okay).

We did a walk thru, and knowing how that guy was living, I expected gross...however, I wasn't expecting DISGUSTING which it was. That place had fairly new carpet, you could tell, but it was THRASHED...the sink (side without a garbage disposal) was filled with meat and beans or something, the counters thrashed, floors filthy, doors broken, and the fridge, stove, and microwave...YUCK!

Our landlord loves us, and told the Realtor that helps him out while he is out of state, "Take care of them, make sure everything is perfect for them...if the carpet needs replacing, you have my permission." I LOVE THAT OLD GUY! He is awesome. So it may be a couple weeks before we actually get to move in, but I'm not complaining AT ALL. I get everything I wanted...well, almost, I really didn't want to stay on this half paved street, simply because of the way people drive on it. They think, even in their ghetto ass POS cars, they can drive on the wrong side of the road to avoid driving in the dirt...and if you don't move over (into the parked cars on the curb), your the ass hole. I have numerously come close to a head on collision because of the condition of our street...but we have dealt with it for 3 years, I don't mind giving the bird to inconsiderate drivers for the next 3 or so. *laughing*