So we finally moved to our new place. We moved in beginning of July but it’s been awhile since I’ve updated this blog thing. We really love the new place. More Space, two bathrooms, two bedrooms, central AC, and a dishwasher which has changed my quality of life. Also there is a grocery store within walking distance. As in, we could literally throw a stone from our balcony and hit KINGS. I could probably even come close without throwing my arm out, so that’s really sayin’ something. It’s perfect for a lazy wife who doesn’t plan dinner until last minute or the crazy hormonal wife at 9:30pm that needs Haagan Das ice cream stat or she will die, DIE! Both of which scenarios, I fall under. One more so than the other, but who’s keeping score anyway?
There’s only one problem with our new apartment. And it’s not the singing neighbors. We’ve come to realize that when you sign a lease, there are bonus features you get. Like signing neighbors at all hours of the day and temper tantrums from kids. Then there’s the random downpour of water outside our living room. It happens when the people above us water their 3×5 garden that is their balcony. Their water gushes through the cracks and ends up watering my basil plant. I just wanna say I’ve never kept a basil plant alive this long. It’s a win, win, unless I ever happen to be sitting on our deck enjoying the beautiful view of the other apartment building, then HEADS.WILL.ROLL.
Anyway, back to the actual problem with our apartment. It’s haunted, by a little naked boy. It all started on moving day. Dan looked like he had been shakin’ up by something so I asked him if he was ok. “There was this little boy, staring at me. He was…naked. And then when I turned the corner and looked back, he was gone.” I don’t believe in ghosts, and while the thought of being haunted in our apartment by a little naked boy is kind of terrifying, I never saw him…until the other day. Around 8:00pm the sun was going down and I was pulling into the parking lot. I saw a little shadow scurrying across the second story of the new construction being built next store. I saw him just long enough for him to see me and then he disappeared behind some wood beams, never to be seen from again. So Dan has now forbidden me to speak his name 3 times afraid I will summon him.
So, basically this place is haunted by a little naked boy. That or he has the world’s worst parents who let him walk around without pants on and play on half done construction like it’s some kind of jungle gym on steroids. And don’t even be concerned he could have fallen out a second story window. It was highly more likely he’d fall off the edge since there weren’t even walls up yet.
Ugh, can’t there be some kind of permit to have a child? And to sing, loudly?