It's finally the weekend and I'm excited to show you an outfit I've actually been rewearing pretty often the past couple of months. I'm a big fan of pairing primary colors together - maybe because they look good with my hair - so this has been one of my new favorite outfits. I picked the mustard yellow top up on clearance at target for about $12 and it's so perfect. This shade of yellow looks good with so many other colors and it'll work year round. I styled it with the navy blue polka dot skirt from a matching set and a pair of simple red pointed flats. This whole outfit is very me. Plenty of color, polka dots, lace, pointed flats...
top: target | skirt, flats: forever 21
I apologize for the short break in posting. Life has been ridiculous. If you follow me on Snapchat (via JahmieRose) you may have seen the fiasco that has been my life this past week. Here's my story of woe if you're at all interested. If not, feel free to move along:
SO. Matt and I put a deposit on a townhome to move into once our lease was up. It was a great deal, great location and almost double the space we had in our apartment. So we planned everything for the move, including renters insurance, getting movers, putting the utilities in our name, etc. etc. We repeatedly stressed to the owners that the place needed the carpets cleaned and paint touch ups and some other repairs before we moved in since we have some large furniture. So the idiot owners, who live out of town, show up to the place the day before we're supposed to move in instead of planning ahead. They found some water damage on the ceiling upstairs and some other repair issues and texted us saying there was damage and we won't be able to move in the next day. We had an appointment to meet them at the place and have them sign their portion of the least about an hour after we got that text, so we showed up when requested. (Which had been pushed back farther and farther. First a week, then a day, then a couple hours later.)
When we got to the place, the owners weren't even there at the time they said. When they finally arrived, lo and behold, none of the carpets were cleaned, no wall paint was touched up, nothing. They said they found unreported damage and we couldn't move in with the condition it was in. (Hello, idiot owners. Maybe you should have somebody checking in on your property. And maybe you should be preparing your rental property for new renters - which means you would have seen the damage - instead of taking a vacation the week before move-in.) The people kept going on and on about how much money fixing everything was going to cost them - without any real sympathy for the extra money we were going to have to spend because of their assholery. Then they dropped another bomb: It turns out they had a prospective buyer a few weeks back - didn't mention anything to us - and they backed out but returned to look again that exact same day we were supposed to finalize the lease. So the owners basically strung us along for a month and half, knowing they would prefer to sell the place instead of rent it, using us as backup if nobody bought it. The only way we could move in is if the prospective buyers said no - a couple days after we had set up to move - and then we would have to have construction happening while we were living there. So no. We left the place incredibly angry and feeling completely screwed over.
Our current lease was up only a couple days after we were supposed to move into the townhome so we didn't have time to find a new place we'd be comfortable signing a year lease for. The Atlanta rental market is crazy right now. So I had to put most of my crap in storage and move back to my parents' place in the suburbs where I'll now have to spend 2.5 hours each day commuting to work until we find a good place in the city. We'll have to pay movers twice now, which will cost an extra $600ish. These people screwed us big time.
On top of that, the movers we hired showed up 4 hours late, pushing the move so late that we had to extend our lease an extra day. It has been one hell of a week and I can't even express how glad I am that it's over. I'm lucky I can crash at my parents' while we restart our apartment hunt though. It's like I'm home for the summer like I'm in college again! But I have a dog now. And a full time job to commute to in Atlanta traffic.
So that was my story of woe. Have you ever been screwed over by landlords or potential landlords? Let's share stories!
Have a happy start to your week!
Have a happy start to your week!