0 days? Third time’s a charm
Paranormal activity continues. I’m about to call an exorcist. Or the man named Judy who owns a biker bar. Whatever it will take to cure my heartburn.
In good news, I was surfing the MLS and I saw a three-day-old listing for the upstairs apartment. Lawd have mercy and praise Jesus.
The photos are wrong. But I see the HOA used the same set of photos to advertise eight other units. Anyway. 2409 is on the list of 25 open units.
I probably won’t get any sleep again tonight. And forget taking a nap. I haven’t had a nap in seven months thanks to them. But at this point, I’ll settle for not having to breathe into a bag. Preferably plastic so the nightmare ends, one way or another.