The Old Apartment

We’re finally moving! After 4 years of parking predicaments, crazy neighbours, funky smells in the hallway, mold and many other interesting environmental incidents, we’re finally leaving the apartment on Dufferin Street. It used to be a not-so-bad place to live, but after the landlords sold their other business, I started to suspect that they didn’t have the money for upkeep any more. I became convinced of this after I called the local hydro company last winter because we hadn’t had any heat for 2 days. The nice lady on the other end of the line inquired if we were going to pay the hydro bill! Shortly after that, the landlord showed up to ‘assist’ the man who came by to ‘fix’ the heat. According to the landlord, there was a problem with the pipe. Yeah, O.K.
I won’t elaborate any more other than to say that after our car had been hit twice in 2 days, on 2 different occasions by 2 different cars that had parked beside us in a spot that belongs to a neighbour who’s out of the country and who (obviously) doesn’t have her car parked here, I started the apartment hunting process. The landlord put up a "No Parking" sign for the people who park here, but don’t live here, but he won’t have them towed because he’s afraid of people damaging his property in retaliation. He doesn’t care that we come home from out of town and have nowhere to park at our own building. The really sad part is that if I want my spot back, I have to pay for the tow. The towing companies won’t tow from a lot anymore unless they have a contract to do it. Everybody needs to get paid. So, we have to go door to door in the building and ask if they have guests that may be parked in our spot and could they please move their car. So far we’ve sustained about four thousand dollars damage to our car.
We’re overjoyed to be able to finally afford to move. Now I can return Lou’s dehumidifier that we borrowed last winter to keep the mold on the walls and closet of our bedroom from coming back. I developed a very special relationship with bleach during that time…memories! Well, back to packing!

Stay tuned for tales from the Old Apartment!