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Well ... where do I start this? The leasing office drama or my surgery?
Let’s go with the leasing office drama in this update, then the surgery one will its own update.
The drama only continues, but has escalated 🤦🏻♀️
At this point, it’s become nearly comical or tragic, I haven't yet decided. To recap ...
If you haven’t read about our troubles, please read THIS blog first:
https://soapboxmarie.blogspot.com/2024/02/update-2172023.html
2/7, first the leasing agent called, then the manager. It was supposed to be a “PEEK” 👀 to see the area for the blinds.
I still had my tree up, and calling someone same day to walk in isn’t a good idea. But, the manager and leasing agent came in anyway. As of note, I was also TRYING to get my laundry done. A caregiver has VERY little time to do patient care, cook, clean, laundry, run errands, car maintenance ... I think y’all get the idea.
I’ll be honest, the place is a disaster. However ... had the two people who started this actually “worked” with me ... none of us would be where we are. All I asked for was a date they wanted to repair the blinds, I’d clean up where they wanted to be - and we’d be fine. NOPE!!
2/16 – we got an email from their Resident Services regarding a “claim” – and that was for me to contact the office to arrange an agreement to bring it under compliance (that’s it – quite vague).
I mentioned the issue of the entry to them.
2/20 – another email from resident services, basically it was them acknowledging my correspondence, and to sign an agreement. I brought up the issue of the entry to management. It was referred back to resident service.
2/26 – I went to Urgent care due to a gallbladder flare-up and was referred to a surgeon who called SAME day. I was resting and missed the call.
On 2/27 – another email from resident services, this time they claimed entry was based on consent (like they’d tell the truth and say otherwise), and they were really getting ... snotty. Then demanding access to the unit in its entirety. They do realize with 24-hour notice, anything can be cleaned up and accessed, which I stated. That isn’t acceptable. Um, okay. But, if I had furniture in certain areas and not boxes ... 🤷🏻♀️
Moving on ...
They wanted the agreement signed by 3/1. No go. Read on ...
2/27 (same day) – get notice phase #2 of smart home feature being installed. A modem for the smart home. Doesn’t affect my internet, but sure uses my power. Work is to be done 9a-5p on either 2/28 or 2/29. Mom has a house call appointment on 2/28 (she did it to give me a $50 gift card), wound care on 2/29, and a doctor’s appointment on 3/1. I let resident services know.
I had also called and scheduled my consult for 3/6.
I advised resident services, and we agreed to 3/7. By this time, threats like “unlawful detainer” were being used.
This was upsetting my mom to no end, but she HAS to know. I do get a copy of the agreement. There is a mention of photos and video. I want a copy. So far, being ignored.
During a call, one issue with my stuff ... the boxes that are higher than me (by maybe 1-2 feet) could fall and damage the carpet. Well, the word flooring was used, but we have carpet. Nothing that high weighs over 5 pounds. I couldn’t lift it and neither could my mom.
Think stuffed animals and something rather light (plastic restaurant cups, easter baskets, other stuff that is light in weight). Yup, a box (less than 5lbs) falling from say 6'-7' could damage carpet that is 16+ years old. It wasn’t new when we moved in that is for certain. I have pictures of the marks from the carpet shampooer (whatever the thing is called).
Moving on ...
The smart home modem was installed on 2/28, but 2/29 was (after wound care) a day we could rest.
Her appoint on 3/1 went well, but ...
The early morning of 3/3, I rushed my mom to the hospital. She was in SEVERE emotional distress. The worst I’d ever seen her. It started at 9:45pm on 3/2, and even when I left the ER around 3am (ish), she was still distraught. She was even crying when they asked her name. She really said she didn’t want to live anymore; and couldn’t live like this. It almost resulted in a legal hold, which would’ve gotten her the help she needs.
No, the hospital attributes it to depression (well, duh) and a UTI 🤦🏻♀️ so, once again, her mental health is being pushed aside.
That said ... she will be moved to a skilled nursing center either tonight (3/6) or tomorrow (3/7). It isn’t too close, so I can’t see her that often.
So, how did my appointment go?
That’s in this update here (along with bonus content):
https://soapboxmarie.blogspot.com/2024/03/surgery-update-362023.html
But, after my appointment, I signed the agreement. Likely going to have issues with it. But, all I can do is my best. Oh, and according to another person ... it all doesn’t have to go, just the stuff that would impede an entry with a stretcher/gurney. And, no, it wouldn’t fit anyway.
So, it is more or less now what I had suggested, move what they need access to 🤦🏻♀️ seriously, can they make up their minds?
As a result, I will be raising money for a storage unit and likely some help moving it. I would appreciate as much help as I can get.
This might be the beginning of us moving out. Do we have a house? No. Anywhere to go? No. But, for now ... I’ll take care of what we can.
Oh, and as far as the “resources” the manager found ... a moving company that would charge us $126/hour (Mon-Thurs); $135 (Fri-Sun). Um, I can’t afford that! Oh, they’d give us 2 months of storage free, but we’d have to pay after. That doesn’t help out at all.
I found a place that has a good size unit (10x10) for $50/month for 5 months; $100/month after.
My goal is to pay for an entire year ($1000 approximately) and the people to move it, for about 4 hours as two is the minimum (using Move4Less’ weekend rate as it would depend on their availability, about $540).
Ideally, I’d like to get about $2000, also to cover the GoFundMe fees, and materials.
Marie
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