Bad Moon Rising
There’s weird vibes lately. Bad juju. Mala honda. I said I wouldn’t bore you with all of the navel-gazing (and complaints), but I lied. You can skip the rest of the entry if you don’t want to read my whining.
First, next Friday is my last day at work. So there’s the stress of trying to finish all of my assignments and projects before I leave. Then there’s packing and all of the details that come with a cross-country move. It seems as though everything that could go wrong is.
Last week when we left for our Dallas trip, we saw street cleaning/no parking signs on the opposite side of the street. Nate wondered if he should move our car (parked on the side of the street without the signs) because he felt sure they would clean the side we were parked on the next day. I said the city was required to post signs at least 24 hours ahead of time, and there were no signs, so there shouldn’t be a problem. When we got back into town after the weekend, we had a ticket. Of course.
Another example: we are getting a cable modem installed in the house we are renting in Dallas. The house belongs to Nate’s aunt and is currently vacant. She already has cable in the house (but no internet service), so we tried to get a separate account. We were told that our account would be billed for the charge, not his aunt’s, and that there was a certain installation fee but no extra charges. Today we found out all the charges were billed to his aunt’s account and oh yeah, there was a $250 deposit they forgot to mention.
When we had originally spoken with our landlord about our relocation, we thought he would keep our deposit (a month and a half of rent) and we were fine with that. While we were in Dallas he told us we would be responsible for the remainder of the lease, which ends next May (we signed an 18-month lease). We’re trying to find tenants to sublet, so if you know of anyone who needs a great 2-1 with an office on the North Side, let me know. Otherwise, we’ll be paying rent on an empty apartment in Chicago.
Added to this, today I went to work and one of my work buddies was laid off. It’s sad and stressful. She’d been at that job for t he past four years and it was totally unexpected. She’s the one who told me about my job, she’s the one who recommended me. I am in serious need of a drink. Or ten.
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