We Have a Pet! Wait, What?!

    Yes, we moved apartments. We knew we were going to a long time ago. The apartment we were in before was in historic downtown Macon. So, the house was old. Terrible heating and air conditioning, like $300 a month terrible. I think I ended up calling our landlord about every other week about something that went wrong in our place. Fridge and freezer not working (yeah that was fun), lights went out outside, dryer not working, water leaking in the walls, electrical problems like crazy, door not locking, hot water heater busting, do I need to go on? Yes, I think I do.

Critters.

     STILL makes me cringe, ew. Every so often I would hear something in the walls in our bedroom. Like an animal roaming around. Gross. I heard workers and the landlord talking about the issue outside our window. Then for days after I heard them working on it. I wasn't too concerned cause it wasn't actually IN our apartment and they were working on the issue. Right?!?
     So summer came, we went to Toronto for a few weeks. And then we returned... Fleas. In our apartment. I was freaking out. And there was a slight smell. I figured it was a dead animal in the wall. Probably the same one that I was hearing in the walls of our bedroom. And probably why we had fleas in our apartment? I didn't really think about it much. And I really didn't want to think about it. So we left. We decided to come back later with the flea carpet powder stuff since it was pretty localized in the laundry room. With the help of my Mom, we treated the carpet and left the apartment alone for a week or so.
    When we returned, there were fleas again! Ah, again I was freaking out. So we ran to walmart to get flea foggers. Again, it was still pretty localized so we set them off and left again. I don't remember how long it was after the next visit, but we came back and... You guessed it!

fleas.

again.

    Can you believe it?? I almost can't, but I was there so I know it's true. This time they they decided to venture out into the living room! Luckily our apartment didn't have much carpet. Just our bedroom and the laundry room, but we did have a nice rug in the living room. Which apparently became their home. And the smell, remember the one from earlier? Yeah, it had gotten worse. Much worse. But since we couldn't really do anything about it with fleas attacking us... back to the store we went. This time we got twice as many foggers as the label said to use and set them off. Thank goodness this time it worked.
     All during this by the way I was completely paranoid. Seriously. We bought some flea spray that I would spray around everything. all. the. time. And I was constantly inspecting all of my clothes, shoes, blankets, pretty much anything that I came in contact with or could possibly come in contact with that may have a flea on it. gross.
    The last time we came back we were actually there to pack up our stuff to move. So, when all the fleas were gone (finally!) we started packing.

until...

    The smell. We couldn't stand it anymore, Actually, Anthony couldn't stand it. He was the one stuck packing up the living room with the stench. I was happily in the kitchen with the door shut stink free. We knew it was a decomposing animal. Obviously from all the fleas. So he tracked it down and wanna guess where it was? Remember how I thought it was coming from the wall? Good guess, but no. Any other guesses?
    The couch. Poor couch. Poor us. We found out that it was a possum. A very dead and decomposing possum that decided to bury into our couch and die. So this one stupid little animal brought fleas into our apartment, got fleas over everything in out apartment, cost us hours trying to get rid of the fleas, and hours inspecting all of our possessions for fleas, the money of the carpet powder, flea spray, and three times as many foggers and you are instructed to use, ruined our couch, and completely grossed me out.

ew.

So this was our pet. Our very unwanted pet.

No wonder why we wanted to move.

2L

First year they scare you to death. Second year they work you to death. 

Ain't that the truth. 

     Anthony has been busy, busy, busy these past few weeks. He decided to do a field placement class clerking for a judge in Perry, which is about 30 miles south of Macon. It is at the supreme court so he is getting to know a lot of people and the experience is great! He was also called into the Young Mens at church (leaving me alone in primary with a whole bunch of 10 and 11 year old boys...weird). See? Busy.
     I have been substitute teaching for Head Start. For those of you who don't know, "The Head Start Program is a program of the United Stated Department of Health and Human Services that provides comprehensive education, health, nutrition, and parent involvement services to low-income children and their families." In a nutshell, I am a preschool substitute teacher. It pays almost less than the money it costs to drive there, but I'm still grateful to have a job. And it's nice to think maybe I can make a difference in these kids lives. Or at least for a little while.
     We moved apartments! Ah... makes me smile just thinking about it. However we should have done more research before moving in. The apartment complex only has one internet provider and the bandwidth is way too small to accommodate everyone. I don't use my computer as anymore (never between the hours of 4pm and 12am). But this could also be because it is dying. However it also means that Anthony spends less time at home cause he really can't research or really do anything with our terrible internet, so he stays at school. Another contributing factor to him being busy.     Anyways, things are going well.

Sorry there are no pictures. I'll post some of our apartment as soon as we buy a vacuum.