Where did we leave off? Oh yeah, that's right.....no one cares.
So the apartment complex conducted their own mold test. It was obvious that along with the mold there was rust spots on the metal heat registers. The mold inspector suspected that moisture was getting into the ducts because they didn't keep up on the maintenance of their central air units. {shocker}.
So they swabbed the air vent as well as took air samples. The test was
going to take three days for the results to come back. Of course I was
not going to stay there. The manager told us that our renter's insurance should take care of the hotel costs. Really? Do you think I
am a moron....or better yet, do you think that my Insurance Agent is a
moron? He is not going to pay for something that happened due to your
negligence....and he didn't. So the apartment complex said they would
pay for two nights of a hotel.
Peyton still had to be to preschool at 7:15 in the morning...and since we didn't have a kitchen we ate donuts for breakfast...more than once. {
their donuts here are the best}
Trying to entertain two kids in a hotel room with no toys or anything from home was fun...especially when it was misting and foggy outside.
We became homeless park-people. We had to stay at the park so we didn't go crazy.
Bryan needed a place to study so we found ourselves on the rooftop quite often swimming in the hot tub.
It was nice to have someone make our beds and change our sheets for us, though. Especially when Peyton wet the bed {
first time ever}in the middle of the night and then threw up in the morning because he smelled his dirty clothes that were in the bathroom.
McDonalds was also one of our hangout spots for lunch. We had to promptly leave one day when Peyton informed me that there was poop smeared all over one of the tunnels in the play place.
Being homeless is fun.
By Friday afternoon they called us with the mold results....they were indeed positive {
duh} and that another apartment was being inspected and that we could move into tonight. They made us sign a 6 month lease and charged us $25.00 dollars a month more for a golf course view. No one ever said we're sorry you have to move, we're sorry about the mold...nothing. They did however, tell us that we had to have our old apartment cleaned and have the keys returned to them in less than 48 hours. Thank goodness for great friends in our life! We worked so hard to get moved and to try and get our lives back to normal. We complied and had the keys turned back into them by Monday morning. When we started moving out some of our neighbors saw that we were moving and asked where we were going. I wasn't going to lie or keep secret what we had found. I had nothing to defend. We told them what we had found and the neighbors realized that they were having the same symptoms as we were. We got talking with the neighbor that lived directly above us and he said that his little boy had woken up in the middle of the night with bloody noses as well. He went and checked his vents....and there was black mold all over his vents.
It was midterm week for Bryan and he was so busy. We got all situated in our new apartment...and then the children started getting sick again. We all started getting sick again. On Thursday night Bryan finally had a night off where he could check the vents since our symptoms were returning. The first vent he checked was the living room vent....and guess what he found...yep, you guessed it...more black mold. I felt like I was reliving a nightmare...oh wait, I was. These idiots had the audacity to move me into another apartment with mold? First thing the next morning Bryan waltzed into the managers office and threw down the register. She looked as though she might burst into tears...which she should have because Bryan handed her a nasty note pointing out all of their different cases of negligence. She immediately said that we could get out of our lease. Bryan also asked for all of our paid rent back because they had ensured us when we moved in that the place had been cleared for mold...and it clearly hadn't. They also missed the mold 3 times...further infecting my family....and then moved me into another moldy apartment.
To be continued......the story gets a little more crazy.
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