After four days of back-breaking 12-hour days, I'm finally moved and the old place is just a memory. The slumlord sent me several threatening letters demanding various amounts of money depending on her mood. I tolerated it for as long as I could, but finally ended up sending a nasty little missive to her on the intricacies of contract law. Haven't heard a peep from her since, other than a polite "thank you" for the balance of my last month's rent. I'm still surrounded by mountains of unpacked boxes but I'm gloriously happy and not quite convinced that this isn't some strange dream. I went back to work today, giddy and exhausted...desperately longing for the weekend.
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That sounds absolutely amazing. What good luck! Jeff and I are already trying to figure out how we can make a jacuzzi under a gazebo happen in our new back yard... there are sliding glass doors from the master bedroom into the yard, and we have these visions of stepping out of the bedroom and heading straight for the warm water. :)
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