stupid freakin florida!
Soooo.....
Apparently I am not moving on the 19th. sigh.
The story:
The apartment was supposed to be ready last thursday. Ethan called and it wasnt. They said Friday. Ethan called Friday, asked to make sure everything was chill and ready to roll and the lady said "okay" and pretty much hung up on him. In a lapse of intellegence, he did not call back, and instead went over there.... lo and behold, the carpet replacer man went to the wrong apt so the carpet hadnt been replaced yet and it wasnt ready. It would be ready Sat.
So Ethan goes over Sat (poor guy) and the apartment has a new carpet but is otherwise a mess. If you wanna check out the pictures, you can find them at http://uppertank.net/ethanm/personal/pictures/apt/
As you can see from said pictures, there are splotches of white paint on the walls, mad crazy paint drips... one window is missing a screen... several of the locks on the windows were busted.... the mirror on the little medicine cabinet was busted... the closet door was completely derailed and needed to be fixed.... one of the door frames was rotting.... a fire extinguisher was missing.... a ceiling fan in the bedroom had been taken down and not replaced.... a whole bunch of stuff.
Ethan calls me pretty upset, and I get pretty pissed... and we are kind of a deadly duo when its like that. One of my favorite things about our relationship is that when crap happens, we get it taken care of. We would probably make an awesome disaster rescue team or something like that. Anyway, we go back and forth as to what to do... He decides to write a letter to give to management on Monday listing all the things that need to be fixed. They said that they would make an appointment on Monday to get the place painted... I told him that the place would, in no way, be ready on monday... even if they painted today, he couldnt move in today, it has to air out and stuff. I tell him to go get pictures of all the broken stuff so that we can have a record of it, which he did on Sunday.
On Sunday he talked to a bunch of people, all of who said that the area is NOT a nice area to live in. Everyone gives him looks about the place... overall, this is not helping his feelings about the place. I am sort of in the frame of mind like suck and deal, after we get this stuff taken care of, we dont really have to deal with management, we can just live on our own and not worry about them too much. But hes still not feeling good about it... In the end we decide to suck and deal, to give them a week from Monday to get the stuff fixed or we will not move in.
Okay, skip to today. He goes over around 1:15 and they say that management will not be in until 2. Ethan goes off to look at another apartment in a nicer area, which he felt pretty good about. By the time he rolls back to Oakwood, its approximately 2:30. When he gets to Oakwood, he finds about 3 cop cars, an ambulence, and a tv crew. lovely. He talks to a few of the current Oakwood residents and gets the feeling that pretty much everyone is uncomfortable living there. In particular, he talks to a woman who just moved there from Jersey, and she said her place wasnt ready when she moved in and shes been having a tough time getting them to fix stuff.
Sigh. The last straw.
So we have decided to back out. I told him to go with his gut and that it will work out. He just texted me to say that its done, hes taking his dinero back to the bank... and we start over again. I called my manager at work to say hey, can I please stay on for another two weeks? So hopefully that will work out... there are a billion spots open over the next few weeks, and hopefully I will be able to fill them. UGH.
So its really really annoying and im not all that pleased with it... but it does mean some good things. There are a couple events coming up in the next few weeks that I am glad that I will be able to attend. But other than that, its extremely frustrating bc both Ethan and I are kind of at our wits end and we just wanna get it done with.
Thats the story, who knows when im leaving, perhaps I will just keep my big mouth shut until I definitely know... but I thought I did definitely know. And now I just know nothing. Nothing at all.
Apparently I am not moving on the 19th. sigh.
The story:
The apartment was supposed to be ready last thursday. Ethan called and it wasnt. They said Friday. Ethan called Friday, asked to make sure everything was chill and ready to roll and the lady said "okay" and pretty much hung up on him. In a lapse of intellegence, he did not call back, and instead went over there.... lo and behold, the carpet replacer man went to the wrong apt so the carpet hadnt been replaced yet and it wasnt ready. It would be ready Sat.
So Ethan goes over Sat (poor guy) and the apartment has a new carpet but is otherwise a mess. If you wanna check out the pictures, you can find them at http://uppertank.net/ethanm/personal/pictures/apt/
As you can see from said pictures, there are splotches of white paint on the walls, mad crazy paint drips... one window is missing a screen... several of the locks on the windows were busted.... the mirror on the little medicine cabinet was busted... the closet door was completely derailed and needed to be fixed.... one of the door frames was rotting.... a fire extinguisher was missing.... a ceiling fan in the bedroom had been taken down and not replaced.... a whole bunch of stuff.
Ethan calls me pretty upset, and I get pretty pissed... and we are kind of a deadly duo when its like that. One of my favorite things about our relationship is that when crap happens, we get it taken care of. We would probably make an awesome disaster rescue team or something like that. Anyway, we go back and forth as to what to do... He decides to write a letter to give to management on Monday listing all the things that need to be fixed. They said that they would make an appointment on Monday to get the place painted... I told him that the place would, in no way, be ready on monday... even if they painted today, he couldnt move in today, it has to air out and stuff. I tell him to go get pictures of all the broken stuff so that we can have a record of it, which he did on Sunday.
On Sunday he talked to a bunch of people, all of who said that the area is NOT a nice area to live in. Everyone gives him looks about the place... overall, this is not helping his feelings about the place. I am sort of in the frame of mind like suck and deal, after we get this stuff taken care of, we dont really have to deal with management, we can just live on our own and not worry about them too much. But hes still not feeling good about it... In the end we decide to suck and deal, to give them a week from Monday to get the stuff fixed or we will not move in.
Okay, skip to today. He goes over around 1:15 and they say that management will not be in until 2. Ethan goes off to look at another apartment in a nicer area, which he felt pretty good about. By the time he rolls back to Oakwood, its approximately 2:30. When he gets to Oakwood, he finds about 3 cop cars, an ambulence, and a tv crew. lovely. He talks to a few of the current Oakwood residents and gets the feeling that pretty much everyone is uncomfortable living there. In particular, he talks to a woman who just moved there from Jersey, and she said her place wasnt ready when she moved in and shes been having a tough time getting them to fix stuff.
Sigh. The last straw.
So we have decided to back out. I told him to go with his gut and that it will work out. He just texted me to say that its done, hes taking his dinero back to the bank... and we start over again. I called my manager at work to say hey, can I please stay on for another two weeks? So hopefully that will work out... there are a billion spots open over the next few weeks, and hopefully I will be able to fill them. UGH.
So its really really annoying and im not all that pleased with it... but it does mean some good things. There are a couple events coming up in the next few weeks that I am glad that I will be able to attend. But other than that, its extremely frustrating bc both Ethan and I are kind of at our wits end and we just wanna get it done with.
Thats the story, who knows when im leaving, perhaps I will just keep my big mouth shut until I definitely know... but I thought I did definitely know. And now I just know nothing. Nothing at all.
posted by FireWithin at 2:35 PM
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