Drink The Poison Lightly

The teenage roommates were gone [well wait I guess they’re not teenagers, they’re 22 & 21.] But they were gone while we moved in and we gone until after we went to sleep, so that worked out. 

Zane and I went to bed at 10:30. Dexter went to bed with us, but Roxie was still roaming around driving me nuts [dog nails on hardwood floor, eeek] She ran around for about an hour. The roommates came home at like 1, and the dogs heard the noise and freaked out. Every noise they heard all night they barked about. It was annoying. 

We didn’t get much sleep. Zane had to leave at 5 for a safety meeting at work, and I got up at 7, about to head to Keizer for a parade and such. :] 

Tomorrow [and possibly tonight] I have to go back to the other house and CLEAN CLEAN CLEAN. I really don’t want to.

Zane’s Dad and cousin moved everything over to the other house. We expected everything to be at least in the bedroom, and not scattered all over the house. At least that our bed would be in the bedroom. But it’s not.

The bedroom isn’t even finished. [They tore a wall out of two little bedrooms to make a bigger bedroom] There is still wires sticking out of the walls, a big gap in the hardwood floor where the wall was, bags of drywall pieces and insulation… I’m a little mad.

We went and got dinner and went back to the empty house. Blah. I’m gonna miss this place.

I’m suppose to be done packing today, I should be cleaning… I’m not, I’m only halfway done with the packing, and I don’t want to finish. We’re moving TOMORROW! I at least have to have all the packing done. I can come back over the weekend and clean I guess. 

• Monday: [May 23] Last minute cleaning. Last minute everything. 
  Noon- “Walk-Out Appointment” meet maintenance guy, look over everything, hand over keys.
• Sunday: [May 22] Carpet Cleaning, maybe, if I can find somewhere that will do it cheap.
• Saturday: [May 21] Finish moving and cleaning.
• Friday: [May 20] Move, everything, in one day, hopefully.
• Thursday: [May 19] CLEAN
• Wednesday: [May 18] Clean and Pack
• Tuesday: [May 17, Today] PACK PACK PACK my ass off

I talked to the Manager on Monday and she said that 72-hour notices were going out that day. Which meant I had until Friday [today] at 8 am to get the rent before they took all the Notices to Court and turned them into Evictions… 

I never got a 72-Hour notice, and I didn’t pay the rent yet. Hopefully since I never got the notice, that means I’m not going to get Evicted today. I have the money, I just have to get to the bank and get Money Orders, and that’s an issue. I have no way to get there right now. Zane’s in L.A., well, he’s actually driving back from L.A., somewhere near Sacramento now. Kristy has a job fair thing and is going to be out of town all day, and I can’t get a hold of Cindy.. How much of a loser am I that I only know three people who can offer me transportation. :/ I REALLY need a license and a car. Blah 

I talked to the manager for about and hour, if not longer. It was more like a friend-friend conversation , than a tenant-owner conversation. We talked about all the drama that’s been going on. About how in-laws make things hard on everyone. About money issues. We just talked, and it was nice.

Unfortunately, we had to start the 30-days over again, so instead of moving out on the 2nd, we’ll be moving out around the 25th. We wont have a set move-out date until later. 

So, here we go again. I told Kelly [the manager] that this is definite. I wont be taking it back this time. If something happens, and the other house is lost, than Zane and I are moving somewhere on our own. I’d rather live in a rundown apartment, than keep going back and forth. So, it’s official. We ARE moving out of here in a month. 

Yesterday, Zane came home from work and told me he had stopped at his parents house. They had Bankruptcy court in the morning, and I guess the lawyer told them they MIGHT be able to keep the house now. 
Back and Forth — Back and Forth
So, from what I understand, they have a guaranteed 3 months in the house, or 6 months, Zane wasn’t sure. If they can keep up payments for those months they’ll get to keep it… Or something like that.
I guess we’re moving back in there.. maybe. I don’t know. I haven’t quite figured out what is happening yet. I’m just a little annoyed that I’ve had to put in our 30-Day Notice, then rescind it, and now I’m suppose to submit it again. I told Zane I’m not doing it. That he better tell his mom to do it, she’s on the lease too and has just as much authority as I do. 

Once again, I don’t know what’s going on. It’s driving me nuts. People know I love moving, because I LOVE change… but I HATE not knowing if change is happening. I HATE not having a concrete plan! I’m going insane. I need to just get a good paying job so Zane and I can afford to live on our own again. I don’t know how long I can deal with this.  

Or I guess they’re unchanging.. I don’t know. However I should be wording it, it’s happening. 

We’re NOT moving back to the other house. We’re staying in this one. It’s a big ole huge confusing ordeal. But, to make things simple, we’re staying in the new house.

I’m happy, I’m sad. I don’t really know how I feel about it, yet. Either way, I am not looking forward to living with my alcoholic father-in-law. 

So.. I just thought I’d let all you tumblrer’s know what’s going on..

• I’ve been keeping up AMAZINGLY on my Project 365, not so much on my tumblr one, but on my other one… check it out if you’d like.. http://www.shuttercal.com/calendar/Karizzzy/ I believe that link will work.
• I had my first bloody mary, it was yummy. :]
• I bought my first pair of actual skinny jeans
• Roxie isn’t in heat anymore, and I’m fairly positive she’s not pregnant. :] YAY!
• Birthday Parties Galore. I love the kids so much, but Birthday Season is a killer on the wallet, especially when you’re poor in the first place. It’s over, and I’m happy because I don’t have to shell out $30 a week on presents, but I’m sad because I hardly ever see the kids unless it’s a birthday.
• My house flooded, but I wrote about that on here…
• Dexter left for a few days, partly because Roxie was in heat, but also because the house was broken and lots of people were here trying to fix it. Dexter doesn’t like people… Anyway, I missed him. It was weird. I never thought I’d miss my dog after only a couple days, but I really did. I was very happy for him to be home.
• I played Volleyball a couple times. And I busted my thumb doing it. Apparently I broke a blood vessel or something. It left a pretty gnarly bruise.
• Roxie had another seizure. :/ That only makes 2 for her whole life, which apparently isn’t too bad. But it’s still sad and scary. I wasn’t home so it made me feel even worse. She bit Zane this time instead of me.. and it was a lot worse. :/ It looks gross!
• My cousin Kendra killed herself a couple weeks ago. :/ I hadn’t talked to her much at all in a long time, which made me feel even worse about it. Just makes me so sad that people get to the point that they have no one to turn to. 
• We’re moving again.. I’ve talked about this on here too, but I just wanted to make it official. We’re are moving back in with the in-laws, back at the old house. I don’t really mind that much I guess. 

That’s all I got for now. I know other stuff happened that I wanted to write about, but my headache is forcing me to forget… 

Nothing Is Broken!!??!?

Rudy was late getting here this morning.
[Yes, I’m on a 1st name basis with the maintenance guy
and yes, he’s ALWAYS late]

He came in and looked at all the carpets and the damage. “Not too bad” he said. He went upstairs and looked at the washer. He took it apart, put it back together, took it apart again, played with it, did all kinds of things. Filled it up, let it drain. Filled it up again, let it drain again. Took it apart again. He couldn’t find a damn thing wrong.

He said that the most likely explanation is that the drum came off balance and caused it to pour out the sides. However; he said there’s no sign that that happened. Usually, if that’s what happened, there are signs that show that’s what happened, but there wasn’t.

So, who knows. It just decided to flood I guess.

and it was NOT good. :/

Well, it was alright, just not fantastic. The chicken was a little over cooked, and the sauce was a little too runny. But the smashed potatoes were YUMMY!

Now, it’s 8:40 and I’m getting ready for bed finally. Maintenance guy will be here at 9:15 in the am. Hopefully nothing is BROKEN in the washer, because I have a ton of wet, stinky clothes and towels that need washing. If something is broken, and it wasn’t just a pipe/hose that came loose or something, then we’ll have to wait for them to order parts and fix it and such.

Nighty Night.

[hehe, dirty] 

I woke up to him pounding on the door. [oops, didn’t mean to fall asleep I was so very tired] He came in and looked around, found all the spots that are wet, then started ripping up the carpets. It looked very easy haha. I expected him to have to do a bunch of work to get it up. [it’s amazing how dirty this paragraph can be construed]

Anyway, he pulled the carpet up and cut out the padding that was underneath. I felt bad because a lot of it smelled like dog pee since Roxie often doesn’t pee outside. He put 3 blowers in under the carpets, they’re very loud. Very Very Loud. :/ And we have to keep them running until he comes back, in 2-3 days! I don’t really mind I guess since it’s quiet in my room. But poor Bret has one IN his room, and one right outside his door, so it’s very loud for him. He’ll probably end up moving into the empty bedroom, but he’ll still have a blower right outside the door. 

The maintenance guy isn’t going to be here until Thursday. So I can’t wash clothes until then. I guess it’s not that bad, I have enough clothes to last 2 days, but all of our towels are wet. Zane wants to just throw some in the dryer and use it, but I’d rather just drip dry after a shower :]

Last night Roxie peed all over the bed. It was right before bedtime so I didn’t have time to get everything washed. This morning I did 1 load, washed and dried, then started a second load. About 10-15 minutes after I started that second load, Bret came running upstairs. 

“The washer is leaking and it coming out of the ceiling downstairs” 

CRAP! I jumped up and checked everything out. The washer and dryer are in a closet in the hallway upstairs. When the water starting flooding, the whole closet [linoleum floors] had about an inch of water on the floor. The hallway [carpet] was sopping wet, from the side that the washer is on all the way across to the other wall. I went down stairs and checked and water was not only dripping out if the light fixture, it was POURING out, like someone had a faucet running in the ceiling. That went on for about an hour. 

We didn’t notice until later that there was more water in other rooms. Bret’s room and closet are on adjoining walls with the laundry “room.” About 1.5-2 feet out from all the walls that are shared, there was about an inch of water. I noticed it dripping from the wall of the stairs, that connects to the laundry closet, so I looked around all the walls of the stairs and the closet under the stairs and sure enough, tons of water there too. My room, the empty bedroom, the kitchen and both the bathrooms are the only rooms without flooding. 

So I called the emergency maintenance number and talked to the main guy. He put in a “request” to have someone come look at the washer and figure out/fix whatever caused the leak. He also called a carpet company to come “dry out” the carpets, whatever that means. I guess they’re going to put fans out or something, not sure yet. He also said they have to pull the carpet up and change the padding underneath. That’s going to be interesting. Roxie is not going to be happy having random people in here messing with the house, and random fans I imagine they’re going to leave here overnight.

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I can’t imagine what’s going through the minds of the people at the management office since I just told them yesterday that we wanted to move out, and now today I flooded their freakin house.

Oh well, I didn’t do it on purpose.

Nothing is set in stone yet, but it looks like we’re moving back into the in-law’s house. Weird thing is, I’m not the slightest bit upset about it. Yes, I will miss this house. Going from a nice house back to a shitty one is going to suck, but if all goes as planned, we wont be there very long. And added bonus, we don’t have to pay all the bills there. 

We’re going to have a talk tomorrow, Zane and I and his parents, and decide for sure what we’re going to do. And I’m fairly certain I will be putting in our 30-day notice along with our rent on Monday.

So, if anyone reads this, cross your fingers for us, we need everything to go smoothly and work out, so things in the future can go smoothly and work out as well.