Coincidence? Just call me the Queen. Seriously, this is not a joke. I'm having anxiety about it. Here is the story...
In April, we had a great deal of rain that caused flooding and a horrible mess on our first floor. The carpet was soggy, moldy, and disgusting. Of course the landlord, being the genius he is, did nothing to remedy the problem. Fast forward eight weeks and this is what we still have:
only worse because he came by yesterday to tear out the heating unit on the floorboard and threw the carpet back. (At least he cleaned up the water.) I keep insisting BigStar withhold the rent, but she won't for some very strange and bizarre reason I cannot understand. Anyway, Lindsay saw the disaster and insisted we move immediately for fear of the mold factor on the carpet and in the walls. I realized she was probably right. She offered for me to go stay with her and Andrew, which I graciously accepted. Since then, I have been working on the logistics of when would be best to put all my crap into storage and what I will need for the next couple of months. While I was contemplating the details of my move, Lindsay and Andrew got a new apartment on the other side of town. I helped them move in on June first. Unfortunately, I was already familiar with the neighborhood and particularly her neighbor to the right. As it turns out, Lindsay's porch and kitchen window directly face none other than Mr. Houdini's bedroom. I almost died. Um.. do you guys think you could have picked a worse apartment into which to move as soon as you acquire me as a roomie? I would have moved in with them sooner, but for the last 13 days I have been contemplating whether or not I want to put myself in the position of watching him enter his house with another girl, which happened last Wednesday. So, I stay where I am only to endure the mold or do I move in with one of my favorite couples who live next door to the most awful person I know? People, I could throw a microwave at his window it's that close. It makes me very uncomfortable... what to do...what to do...Why does stuff like this always happen to me?
Mold or Mr. Houdini...This is hard.