So, I've been thinking lately... we have had horrible luck with apartments. So, I thought I'd take us on a tour of our apartments since we got married.Our first apartment was very close to my parents, 1 bedroom with an "office", not too noisy, had a good swamp cooler. But it did have a half-size bathtub (which means constant elbow bruises) and we found out there was no heat. Also, our landlord wanted us to come over for dinner all the time, which was a little weird.
The second apartment was much smaller. It was just one bedroom. It was inexpensive with heat, however, so we took it. It was just a fourplex with neighbors on either side. Not too bad for noise. The neighbors did leave the SUV running for 45 min. at a time by our door and the exhaust would come in, but we dealt with it. However, we had some candy around the Christmas tree and had a massive ant invasion.
Then we got to rent a real house! We were very excited. It wasn't too bad. We had lots of room (which filled up all too soon) and privacy. But we had so many bugs and the gas bill was so expensive (sometimes $200 a month for a 2-bedroom house) that we decided we needed to move.
We had chosen to live at one complex until we finally got to see the unit we'd be in and canceled in a hurry. So, we suddenly had very little time to find a place. We went looking at some apartment communities. One showed us their show apartment, professionally decorated and never lived in. And we were the biggest suckers ever. We signed up for an outrageous price and found out it was very trashy. After the gunshots, brawling, illegal immigrants, and children walking into our apartment (later just trying the locked knob several times a day) we needed out.
Now we are here. It's been alright. It's an awesome apartment. Nice big kitchen, a red wall, newish carpet, tiled floor in the kitchen. The windows are a big problem, though, and the neighbors have never been good. The first set below us smoked in their apartment a lot, had somewhat loud music, and two babies. They found a bigger place and in moved the neighbors from hell. The kind that move in their big furniture from 11 p.m. to 1 a.m. The kind that you never could really tell when the moving noises stopped and the living noises started. And now they are the ones that sound like their taking a sledgehammer to the wall and wake you up at all hours yelling and screaming. It's gotten so bad that I've been physically ill from lack of sleep.
So, we're looking again. We're wondering if we can find somewhere that won't be a massive disappointment. Obviously, we'll always have neighbors and we'll always hear them, I just want them to show some of the same courtesies we show them. I want them to be aware of the understood-apartment-rules (no vacuuming before 10 a.m., don't turn on your loud appliances after 10 p.m., etc.). We'll try to take our time and find somewhere that will change the curve so far. (I'm just so tired!) But, we're excited for the next place and will let you know when we know our next destination!
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You can come heeeeeeere. Although you probably don't want to based on the stories I've told you lol.
Pray about it. That's how we've ended up in our good ones.
We did and now we feel like the timing isn't right. My grandmother just had a stroke, so moving might put too much stress on everything. I don't want to stay living by them, but I don't know. Finding a new place is always hard, so it might take us long enough to find the right place and then maybe it will be the right timing.
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