I decided, instead of repeating the story a hundred times for everyone and forgetting details each time, I'd just write a little blog about it instead.
At this point, you all know that Sean and I are moving in together. We searched through dozens of apartments before finding one we really liked. We went to the complex to sign out lease and get the show on the road. Little did we know, the road was going to be a rough one. We had originally planned on moving on Sunday, the 19th of April. When we signed our lease on Friday, we hadn't seen what was to be our apartment. They showed us an awesome looking model apartment that just seemed perfect. When we first walked into our new home, we were speechless. First of all, it had a view of the driving range that is behind the apartment, which was kind of nice. The down side was that it was located about as far away from the parking lot as it could have been. We already forshadowed that moving all of our stuff that far was going to be quit a pain in the butt. We went inside and the carpet had stains everywhere, and there was hardly any padding left underneath it. The back of the door looked like it wasn't painted at all. There was blue primer on it with patched up holes. The screen had holes in it, and the shutters had been painted (half assed, if you ask me). We moved on to the kitchen. The linoleum was stained yellow in various places and had scratches and scuff marks all over. The cabinets were practically falling apart. The walls had food on them, and there was a suspicious brown liquid leaking from the vents. The ceiling fan was a hideous yellow/brown color (I'm pretty sure it was white originally). We should have stopped there, but we went into the bedroom. Again, the carpet had some very disturbing stains all over the place and it was hard as cement. The walls weren't painted (though they were in desperate need of it). The closet was scary. There isn't another word to describe it. There was a huge brown stain on the carpet, water damage on the walls, ceiling, floor, carpet, you name it. The bathroom was, by far, the scariest. The mirror was scratched and cracked. The bathtub was rusty and had stains all over it. (when I say the tub was stained, I mean they have to completely replace it. It was that bad) The floor was, again, scratched and scuffed and stained. The cabinets were falling apart and the walls had weird stains and marks all over them. The apartment was humid and smelled so nasty it make Sean and I sick (literally). We decided there was no way in hell that we were going to live there.
I was pissed. We had everything planned out so nicely. It's hard to get things planned out because Sean and I work during the apartment's business hours. On Saturday, Sean took time off work to go down there and tell them how disappointed we were, and how there was no way we could begin to live there. Unfortunately, Carmen (the girl we had been working with) wasn't working on Saturday. The lady there walked through the apartment with Sean and agreed that no one could live there and it was absolutely not acceptable. She said she would give him a completely new apartment, but it wouldn't be ready until Monday night. Sean said that would be okay because we weren't able to move in until Tuesday. I never saw our replacement apartment, but Sean said it was much cleaner and better kept, so I took his word for it and agreed to move in on Tuesday (which is the only day we have off together this week).
I thought all was well and good until this morning. I woke up to my phone beeping, telling me I have a voicemail. I checked, and I had actually received two voicemails this morning. One was from the apartment complex, and the other was from Sean. Sean's voicemail said to call him right away. I checked the other one and was ecstatic! Carmen called me and apologized that she wasn't notified that weekend. She was furious with the maintenance staff and she was embarrassed that she even gave us those keys. I went down there as soon as I got the message.
The minute I walked in she dropped everything she was doing to show me what she had been cooking up all morning. Carmen upgraded Sean and my apartment to one that had been completely redone. There is a new stove, new light fixtures, a new fridge, new counter tops, a new bathtub, new cupboards, the walls are all freshly painted, the linoleum in the kitchen and bathroom was all new, the carpet was cleaned extraordinarily, and it even smelled great! She showed me the apartment personally and couldn't stop apologizing about the first one we got.
Not only that, but it is all ready to move into TODAY. She was angry that the girl Sean talked to was going to make us wait longer to move in. (Even thought the girl said it would have been ready by tonight, Carmen told me that there was no way it would have been done unless they just half-assed it. Then it wouldn't have been any better! haha) She gave me the keys, and told me to call her if there is ANYTHING she can do for us.
All in all I am SO thrilled that this apartment is ours. Carmen is one of the best people I have ever done business with. She did everything she could to make sure we would be as happy as possible. We now have an apartment that usually rents for 600 dollars a month, but we only have to pay our original cost of 5something. (ha, I'm not sure the exact dollar amount, but we're paying substantially less than what that apartment is worth).
The bad news: we still have to move everything, and that's going to suck haha.
The good news: it's ours, we are going to start moving in tonight. We'll get all of the big stuff moved in tomorrow morning before I have to work.
Check back soon for pictures!!
**Somewhere in this note I said that we both have Tuesday off. I was wrong. I think I have Thursday off this week. I remembered that Sean and I are going to wake up super early Tuesday and get everything done before I have to work at 3.
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