Moving Out

Not Mark and I...no the college boys who moved in below us last week. Mark and I live on the upper level of a 2 story apartment building (a lesson learned living on Marsteller- it is best to be at the top).

Anyway, last Saturday 5 college guys moved their stuff in below us. We aren't that far from Thomas University which has limited campus housing. Needless to stay we were quite nervous after we had a quiet family living below previously.

Most of the week went fine until Friday morning after I brought Mark home post-wisdom teeth removal. You could hear the slight thump thump thump of the base and the loud swearing of these guys. Our lease is up at the end of February and I was already thinking about where we could move to.

In the afternoon I left a sleeping Mark and went to the gym. When I returned the guys were hauling stuff between the apartment and their truck. I decided I'd be friendly and introduce myself. Well I went up to one of the guys and said

"Do live there?"

He replies, "Actually we're moving out"

Seeing the puzzled look on my face he continues, "We have an apartment in another building, they were just letting us keep some stuff here until it is ready."

I reply "Oh...happy moving."

And proceed to skip up to our apartment. I feel very blessed that we can all live in peace and harmony...in other buildings.

Have a great day!