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It's scary how good I'm getting at this. Within twenty four hours, I've signed a new lease, taken time off of work next weekend, and gotten most of the living room, including most of the breakables, packed. I can start moving on Tuesday. Which means by Friday night next week I should be all moved into the new place. All that's left is to transfer the DSL/phone, pay off the remaining balances on my utilities here (er, the gas at least because that's in my name, unlike the electric, which I will not be paying because it is in Giordano's name). After I get settled into the new place, I'll be swinging by the courthouse and filing small claims against the bastard. Turns out this is all highly illegal. Also - the whole refrigerator and leaking roof and unusable fire escape - all illegal. New landlady says I should be able to get a sizable chunk of money out of him. And at the very least my deposit and moving expenses. It helps that she's backing me 100% and happens to know the judge.
At least it's not just me. Apparently, he owns this whole block. Four of my neighbors knocked on my door this morning asking if I also recieved a letter. I told them what my plans are, and we all exchanged numbers and emails. Might wind up being a group thing. I feel bad for them - they all have no where to go. I lucked out, barely surviving the credit check for the new place. And I have some terrific friends that are happy to help me out with moving (again). Listening to them, they can't afford anything more than what they are paying, let alone moving expenses.
Well, that's enough of a break. I'm gonna get back to packing. Tom'll be here in the morning before I leave for work. We'll spend tomorrow afternoon packing and then I'm popping for a nice dinner out.
And again, though I dread the act of moving, I'm excited. I really feel like this was my transition place - just look at how I've changed in the 6 months I've been here - between my life then and my life now. And like all transitions, there comes a time to leave the past behind and step into tomorrow. I'm ready. This is going to be really great for me. I can just feel it.
At least it's not just me. Apparently, he owns this whole block. Four of my neighbors knocked on my door this morning asking if I also recieved a letter. I told them what my plans are, and we all exchanged numbers and emails. Might wind up being a group thing. I feel bad for them - they all have no where to go. I lucked out, barely surviving the credit check for the new place. And I have some terrific friends that are happy to help me out with moving (again). Listening to them, they can't afford anything more than what they are paying, let alone moving expenses.
Well, that's enough of a break. I'm gonna get back to packing. Tom'll be here in the morning before I leave for work. We'll spend tomorrow afternoon packing and then I'm popping for a nice dinner out.
And again, though I dread the act of moving, I'm excited. I really feel like this was my transition place - just look at how I've changed in the 6 months I've been here - between my life then and my life now. And like all transitions, there comes a time to leave the past behind and step into tomorrow. I'm ready. This is going to be really great for me. I can just feel it.
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