{Blog} Home is where my Heart is Not.
The water in our apartment stopped working this morning. And the electricity. I'm already in a bad enough mood because I was unable to have my morning coffee, but now our landlord has posted something to our apartment door about an eviction notice. He's also taken the liberty of purchasing numerous heavy-duty locks for his door, so Natalia is unable to get through to "persuade" him.
I suppose this is the "third strike; you are out" situation... considering the fact that this marks my twelfth year in this apartment.
I've been saving up for another office nearest my apartment, but seeing as I only have two weeks to clear out my things, it will not matter anymore.
I knew there was a reason I did not celebrate American Christmas. Children in America grow up celebrating this, and I didn't even know of it's existence until 1991. Even then I didn't have the opportunity to "celebrate it" until 1999. New Year's is a bigger deal back home.
Perhaps it is time that I look into a better apartment... or even a house.
Then again, there's always the option of going home...
I suppose this is the "third strike; you are out" situation... considering the fact that this marks my twelfth year in this apartment.
I've been saving up for another office nearest my apartment, but seeing as I only have two weeks to clear out my things, it will not matter anymore.
I knew there was a reason I did not celebrate American Christmas. Children in America grow up celebrating this, and I didn't even know of it's existence until 1991. Even then I didn't have the opportunity to "celebrate it" until 1999. New Year's is a bigger deal back home.
Perhaps it is time that I look into a better apartment... or even a house.
Then again, there's always the option of going home...