so, yeah.....

we went to the apartment on the Sunday of Memorial Day weekend, and did the final out loading of possessions.

While Dave delivered the last car load of stuff to the house, I stayed in the apartment, bravely risking being there alone with the upstairs neighbors at home, and cleaned the HELL out of that place (see the lovely vacuum tracks in the above photo?).

Since the upstairs neighbors seemed to be having one of their marathon "sleeping it off" days in bed, I also made as much noise as physically possible.

Dave will call one day soon here and make an appointment with the management office to go do the final inspection, and to hand over the keys. Hopefully, they will remit the security deposit refund post haste after that day.

The place has been vacant since 5/21, and completely empty since 5/29, but we had to pay rent on it, and keep it insured, until 6/15, so Dave will wait until 6/15.

My new friend Johnny from work was instrumental in our moving process. Dave's son was almost completely useless (he and his buddy with the trailer helped on 5/22, to move the big furniture, but they showed up about 2 hours late, and wanted to be fed before they did any work).

We really needed a lot more help than that, and Johnny and his little pick up truck came through. I have told him that I can never thank him enough, but one of these days, at the very least, I will have him over as our first "official" dinner guest.

With our cars, and Johnny's truck, the three of us probably made a combined total of about 15 trips. If my step son had been a little more willing to help out his dad, it would have been way less than that.

Oh well.

He's young and single, and doesn't really care about anything but having fun.

IN other news, the bills for Dave's cardiac stress test have now come in.

(the post office finally got our forwarding order figured out...first they said our apartment was vacant back on 5/15, before we even requested a forwarding order, then they screwed it up a second time, and started returning our mail instead of forwarding....morons!!)

Just over the last 6 weeks or so, we finally finished paying off his heart attack bills from Dec. 2009, and the 3 days in the hospital from April 2010 ----and now we have a spanking new $1000 in medical bills.

Apparently, our insurance has a $2500 deductible.

Fuck. It. Tee.

The lowest payment the heart hospital would accept is $100 a month. What the fuck? I work in medical billing, and 99% of the time, payment plan amounts are around $50.

Sigh.

So much for starting to try to save a little each month.

Also? Jack the cat LOVES his new house. He likes to sit atop the kitchen cabinets, and he has been, over all, very playful and happy. He seems to enjoy the sound of his feet running on the shiny wood floors!