Sunday, July 6, 2008

No apartment? Thank goodness!

It would seem to be a bad thing when you drive a thousand miles to move into an apartment in your new town and are told, "You can't move in yet." Say, what?
It happened to my son, his wife, and their three children. At the time, it was next to tragic.
After a week of staying with his brother, my son's family moved into a smaller apartment... rent free. While living on free rent, my son found a job.
Now they are moving into the original sized apartment, 1 1/2 months rent free, complete with a paying job.
Thank goodness for the surprises in life.
That's the kind of thing that makes for good writing, too.

1 comment:

Andy said...

Um, Mom, it's not the original apartment. I hope I gave you the right number, 'cause it aint #63 anymore.
You're such a "glass is half full" type. You give us pessimists more to be grumpy about. Sheesh.

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