Here I stand

Here I stand with my feet planted firmly on the ground. Well I wouldn't say firmly, I might use, steadily planted on the ground. Yesterday was a day where I tried to turn a corner to better my situation and got a door slammed into my face. Good thing is, I didn't let that get me down. I grabbed a rock, found a window, and busted that shit in! Figuratively speaking of course.

(Although, I would break a window if I really had to, anything to get out of this current situation)

My husband and I have two really good friends who are having problems where they are currently living. It has gotten to the point where they feel that things are unsafe for them and their child. My husband and I are also in a poor situation (not as bad as their, but still a situation we need to get out of) and we all came to the conclusion that it would benefit all of us if we moved in together.

Here is where my story begins.

We found this awesome apartment. It is the exact size, area and space we are looking for. All of us are super excited. We filled out the applications, get all the information we needed together, got the money order ready to go and we go to the office to tell them "We want it!" The lady in the office is really nice, takes all of our stuff and tells us that we should hear something by Wednesday.

Then.......BAM! Door slams in our face! You see, this particular complex is running a move in special (which is why we were so exited in the first place) of 59 dollars total move in. So what's the problem? We only have one money order for the move in special.....she tells us (at the last minute I might add) that we need a second one. A SECOND ONE!?? For what?? Well apparently it's a 59 dollar total move in FOR EACH APPLICATION! So of course we are freaking, I mean we had to ask someone for the first 59 and they weren't all to happy with doing so. Now we have to come up with another 59 dollars and we don't even know what we are going to eat for dinner!

So where does the "rock in the window" come into play? Well that goes to our friend. Out of the three of us (her husband was at work at this time) she was the calm and positive one. I'm actually glad that she kept her cool, otherwise, I would have gone NUTS! Well I guess she could sense my blood pressure rising because she started talking before I had time to mouth out, "What the hell did she just say?" She informs this bit....I mean lady, that we will be back Friday and asks if they will still hold the apartment. We are then informed that it's nothing to worry about because we have until the first to get the money order to them anyway. So there, in a matter of speaking, if the rock being thrown into the window.

Now we are just waiting to hear if we got approved and the next step is to get on the ball with packing and deciding what can come with us and what we should give up.

That's the hard part....Well that and moving, moving sucks! And moving two different families into one place, even suckier! (Yes, I know that is not a word, I'm going to use it anyway)