It was a great weekend with the folks visiting and The Frantics reunion special, but things went downhill rapidly after that, with a cancer scare (doctor doesn't think that's what we're looking at, but given my family history I can't be too careful, so he has referred me to a specialist) and the psychopaths downstairs going batshit insane and slashing my tires. So today finds me kinda decompressing and coming off the adrenaline high.
So...first order of business is to minimize the time we're in our existing apartment, and not stay overnight. Me, the fiance, the cat and our computers are bugging out tonight to housesit for her parents, who'll be away until the 20th. By which time, using that as a base and returning to pack things during the day, we should have most of the old place packed up and ready to go. If we can move in to our as-yet-hypothetical new place on the 25th, say, things might just be okay. I don't like the looks of that five day gap, but we are not exactly without resources here.
The ladlady has offered another apartment, one not above the crazy people and in a neighbouring building, but frankly that offer would have been fine up until the point someone took a knife to my car. I'm not sure putting the car in the neighbouring parking lot is an adequate hiding place, really. She's also made noise about evicting the psychos, but--frankly that doesn't suggest to me that I want to be around when and if they get that notice.
So far, 2006--big thumbs down from here. Maybe March will start heading upwards.
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