Don't Feed Stray Bullets

This is scary... Last week a stray bullet went through someone's windshield that lives where I work. We think it was from the shooting that happened down the street the night or so before the bullet was found. Crazy.

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In other news, Kent and I were all set to move into our new apartment (well, not all set because if you know me, you know what a procrastinator I am and you know that I'm not really packed yet). We were originally supposed to move in on Sept. 11. That didn't happen because of electrical issues and all that business. So, our move-in got pushed back to Sept. 27, yesterday. Well, the manager calls me yesterday and the conversation goes something like this:

Manager: "We have a problem."
Me: "Okay, what is it?"
Manager: "Well, the cleaning crew went in to clean and saw a lot of roaches, so I called the exterminator and he came out. He said there's a whole nest of roaches under the refridgerator. It's going to take at least a week to kill them all."
Me: "Okay. That really freaks me out. I'm going to have to call you back."

I immediately called my aunt to make sure we had a good back up plan. She said it was fine for us to put all of her stuff in her garage and stay with her until we could move in. I called Kent and told him what happened and he was VERY dissappointed that we could not move in for another week. The more I thought about it though, the more I DID NOT want to live there. The roach nest really freaked me out!!! So, I called Kent back and told him we could not live there. He asked me what I wanted to do instead and I said I'd find us an apartment.

I did. I found a great one at about 10:30 AM yesterday and we moved in around 5:30. Phew. I guess God had a different apartment for us than the one we had originally chosen. He just decided to reveal it at the last minute. I'm thankful though, the new apartment is great. It actually has 2 FULL BATHS!! And a garden tub in the master bath. I'm very excited.

One final note, Kent and I moved our couch up to our new 2nd floor apartment and did not kill ourselves or each other. YAY!!!