So I have been in an uphill battle for about four months now with my landlord.Â It's not that my landlord and I don't get along, in fact, he is probably the greatest land lord of all time.
So here is the problem in detail:Â When my girlfriend and I where apartment searching, we were having trouble finding an apartment that was reasonable, a good location, and also out biding college students desperately trying to get apartments for the upcoming semester.Â Finally we found an apartment in a great location and a great price.Â The problem was, it was very old, needed a lot of work, and it is very very small.
My landlord was aware of the conditions, and apologized, but informed us that the apartment upstairs was much nicer and bigger, however; it needed a lot of work as well.Â He then went on to tell me, that he was fixing it up and that he would rent it to me as soon as he was finished.Â I moved in around May, and my landlord said the new apartment upstairs would be ready by June.Â It is now September, and we are still not upstairs!
There is some light at last.Â He is ALMOST finished with the apartment.Â All that is needed is a stove, and it is done.Â We have already started moving our belongings upstairs, and he claims we can officially live there tonight!Â So today I decided this is the perfect song of the week: Movin on up, from the Jefferson's!Â Â Movin on up
Cross your fingers and wish me the best of luck, because I have just about lost my mind living in this box I call my home!