Sigh. The housing situation is grievous. We thought we had an apartment – not just any apartment, but a beautiful apartment in a beautiful place. But then it fell through at the last minute because we weren’t informed regarding the dog situation. Apparently our dogs were too big for their liking.
Let’s back up. Before this we had an apartment we wanted in the South Gate Apartments but were unable to come up with the application fee because the mailman didn’t deliver my husband’s check on the right day (actually no mail was delivered at that day because allegedly there was some dog – not ours – loose in the neighborhood). Someone else got that apartment. We were so sad.
But yesterday after we lost the apartment we had been told for two weeks was ours, I called the property manager of the South Gate Apartments and asked if there were any more openings. There just so happened to be one opening September 15. We immediately went down, put in our paperwork and the application fee.
So let’s see what happens, eh? [Insert another sigh here]
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