Of course, I decided to take on a public blog at a very busy time in my life. I hope to be better soon. A few days ago, we hit some major turbulence in our moving plans from California to Colorado. Back in April, B and I flew out to Denver to check out the city and go apartment hunting. We found a place we really loved almost immediately and the staff seemed very nice. Once we returned to California, we had our packet from the complex filled out promptly, papers sent in, deposit check included! This was going to put us on the priority waiting list for a two bedroom two bath upstairs apartment. Fast forward a few weeks — we’ve kept in contact with our leasing agent probably every ten days to two weeks, just touching basis and making sure everything is ok. She constantly assures us that she understands that we’re nervous, but everything is fine. They always have tons of these floorplans available and not to worry. She stated she’d be in contact with us by weeks end. That would have been the Friday before the Independence Day holiday weekend. We never heard from her. B finally decides to call the complex. We have a really hard time getting our agent on the phone or anyone on the phone in some cases. He leaves messages to have the agent call us back. Fast forward to this past Wednesday — still nada. B comes home from work with a horrible headache and goes to call the complex. I hear him talking on the phone with a man, which got my attention because we had been dealing with an all female staff to this point. As I walk into our bedroom, I hear the guy on speakerphone say something along the lines of “I’m sorry, but we don’t have any availabilities for that unit till September.” B looks at me and I swear I almost melted. You know that weird feeling you get in the pit of your stomach right before you’re going to throw up? Yeah. That was me. Here we were just a tad more than two weeks away from heading out to Denver and we were effectively homeless. Good times, right? No. I’ll spare you the rest of the details, but in summary, our agent no longer works at that location, this man B is talking to is the new acting manager and honestly, there is nothing he can do. And really, we completely understood. It’s not like he could make a home appear for us. B got in contact with the regional manager and I lost it. We had done so much planning and this happens? What was the priority waiting list even for!? Never a duo without a plan, we ended up searching for new apartments and townhomes on Craigslist that night. A few of my classmates, whom I’ve been networking with on Facebook, mentioned a complex on campus that they were moving too. I assumed it was way out of our price range. Upon further research we realized it wasn’t. Soooooo…we found a new place. I’ve been on the phone with this poor leasing agent in Colorado who has been nothing, but very accommodating. She emailed the application to me. B and I filled them out and I sent them overnight along with a check for our security deposit and a check for our application fee. We got letter from his company verifying salary, employment dates and that he was keeping his job in Colorado. The Financial Aid office at my school sent a letter to the complex stating the amount of money I was receiving for financial aid. All documents were received today! They’re processing it now. I hope things go smoothly. We both have much better than average credit (well, what average great was about a year ago) and I recently past a criminal background check for school. B’s history is clean too. So now we wait. I’d love to hear a firm yes tomorrow. While complex wasn’t a first choice, it’s starting to become very clear that this will work out extremely well for us. I don’t have a commute now; I have just a short walk to campus. Therefore, I won’t need a parking pass or worry about driving in the snow. I can see B more now since I don’t have that commute. It’s a one bedroom, one bath + study that is bigger than the two bedroom two bath we were moving into before. We are guaranteed a washer and dryer. And the layout of the place means we can keep our entertainment center, which I love. In the other place, our living room was a niche and wouldn’t accommodate the unit as a whole. My only concern now is that I don’t have a desk space to study at. The other apartment had a built in desk that I was going to use. Also, this apartment isn’t in the best part of town, but we can make this work. There seems to be quite a few security measures in place here.
So there ya have it. MIA and I have an excuse. We’re trucking along with the packing and the purging. Most of it will be wrapped up this weekend hopefully. I haven’t sewn in well over six weeks and it’s starting to take a toll. I’m hoping to get some stuff done this weekend though.




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