So yesterday was rough for Daddy. He went to the gym, like he does every day (don't worry, you'll go to the gym and get big and strong like Daddy too someday) and the 'building manager' was down there. Wayne's just the dude who does Al the landlord's dirty work basically. Well, Wayne asked Daddy about you. Daddy explained your heart problem to him then Wayne said he had to give us an eviction notice. It's such crap. But at the same time, we have a nice big house down the street that will be safer for you to live in than this building. People don't care around here. The roof leaks, people smoke in the hallways...You can't be around smoke. No way. But anyway...Daddy was upset Wayne said anything about the eviction notice so he put his fist down on the table and the glass top shattered. It took me talking the landlord and Wayne down so they wouldn't call the cops. We sure don't need Daddy going to jail..But we also don't need anymore people trying to stress us out. We've been through a ton already.
Luka baby, keep on fighting. I definitely feel you kicking the crap out of me. So I know you're tough. <3
Talk to ya tomorrow Buddy!!
Love,
Mommy
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So glad they didn't call the cops but they should also have maybe a.) not served the eviction notice or if they were going to anyways b.) MAYBE NOT DO IT RIGHT AFTER ASKING!!!! Gosh!
ReplyDeleteThey were gonna give us the notice on Thursday but we weren't home so they couldn't. Go figure. It's ok though. We're glad to be getting out of here. :)
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