I knew there were issues with the building, but every time I spoke to the landlord (when I could even reach him), he assured me they knew there was a problem but that it would be fixed in the spring and was not that serious.
Apparently not.
Got a call around 3 pm on a Friday at the end of January 2011. Firemen were there to put a LOCK on my door and I would have NO ACCESS. Say what? I had 10 minutes to arrive.
Needless to say, I got there quickly. Red Cross volunteer followed me inside while I packed to take my details and very kindly offer me food and shelter for the weekend. The first thing I packed? My alcohol. A drink was very badly needed.
To summarize: I was able to find a kick ass place in the village, east side, less than five hours later after landlord offered me a more expensive place in a CRACK HOUSE, spent the weekend in a hotel and organizing moving on Monday. Monday worked out due to my family & friends. Took a couple days off of work and am still unpacking.
LOVE LOVE LOVE my new place, the location and the possibilities. Things do happen for a reason. This is what I see now from my windows.
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This blog will be about my new adventures with this new start.
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