The long story short:
Our broker* promised us at the beginning of this moving process that we would be able to move all of our stuff into the apartment earlier than the lease date of October 1st. Though our bodies wouldn't be able to sleep there, at least the load of crap in the back of Greased Lightning would be able to have a home while I went on job interviews.
* So... you East Coasters must know all about this broker thing. I had never heard of it before. Apparently these are the people who make you never ever want to leave your first apartment in New York because they charge thousands of dollars to help you find it. Seriously, midwesterners... THOUSANDS of dollars to find an apartment. I guess I'm just still so Midwesternly Simple, that drives me crazy.
As it turns out, our broker didn't have the power to promise us that our place would be ready to move stuff into. Granted, she probably got caught in a promise by the apartment owners, but it's still her responsibility to give us the correct information.
Melissa was her usual awesome self, calling the broker and pointing out many facts... One, we wouldn't have moved our stuff in a UHaul all the way across country with no final destination if we hadn't been convinced by our broker that we had a place to put it. Two, to put our stuff somewhere until October 1 is going to cost us money. Three, and most logically, the additional money we're going to have to spend should be accountable to someone; most likely the person who promised us something she did not deliver.
Long story short (Too late), the broker dropped her fee, Melissa and I came to the conclusion that it will be easier to keep all the stuff in the UHaul until it's time to move it into the apartment, and we decided it's going to be easiest to keep an eye on said UHaul here in Baltimore (Where it's in a safe parking spot and we won't be cramming two of us onto a hide-a-bed at Kristin's).
So, I've been spending my days in Baltimore exploring Light Street, catching an Orioles game, applying for jobs online, and doing my DAMN-dest to keep updated on the Twins stretch run to the playoffs. I'm reachable, I'm stationery, and I'm getting really good at Tiger Woods Golf 2008.
Greetings from Baltimore!
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