The Kids played in the pool Tues while I stayed in the new apt and attempted to find “homes” for all the stuff I had in my old place. 3 rooms condensed to 1 is no simple task, but add to that the blending of 2 different families. We’re all slowly adjusting (including the dog).
I received a phone call from the Forest Haven apt manager asking when I was returning for my walk through. I told her my rent was paid up until May 1 and I wasn’t returning. She said I should have given them something in writing; I said I texted them all kinds of complaints that did no good and I was done. She said they’d had calls from people wanting to rent and I told her that wasn’t my problem. I told her I had until May 1 to return the keys and that I hoped whoever moved next to The Bickersons (- the noisy guy) was Twice as noisy as her! Bitchy? Yes, but quite satisfying.