While the apartment that we originally paid a deposit on fell through, we were able to find a BEAUTIFUL 2 bedroom apartment in a very multi-cultural neighborhood. The landlord actually works for the NYC Department of Education and my being a teacher in the system won him over. Andrew and I used to scoff at people when they told us that everything happens for a reason, but I’m starting to believe this. We lost the small one bedroom and found a great two bedroom for almost the same rent.

So in honor of our move, let me just say the following:

We are finally out of this FUCKING place. We are leaving this god-forsaken place and moving away from the most inconsiderate assholes to ever walk the face of the earth. We will no longer have to deal with people bringing flowers into the house despite the fact that I am allergic to all of them We won’t have to deal with the nosiness, the lack of respect, or their fucking death trap of a crib.

I’m Happy. And I think my hubby will be getting some real soon