I haven't yet mentioned that I am a full time college student and had to do an emergency withdraw from my classes because I realized this nightmare was all too consuming and needed my full energy and attention if I were to successfully rid my life of bedbugs. I had also just quit my part time job one month before the nightmare began. I had put enough money into savings to focus on school and to hurry up and finish with my degree and now I was having to transfer my savings so I could use it to fight this war the human parasites had waged against me.
I began my search for a new apt. I was not going to compromise this time and looked beyond the city to the cush suburbia. I found some very pretty "luxury" apts for twice as much as I was spending in rent but I couldn't do this half way. I refused to make a parallel move from one bad situation to another. It reminded me of the sitcom theme song for The Jeffersons..."moving on up, to the east side," or however it goes. The whole reason I moved into that apt was to save money on rent so I could eventually quit working and focus on school full time. I had finally done so and no sooner than I had, the rug was pulled out from under me causing me to smack the back of my head on the ground so hard surely causing an indefinite concussion.
Without knowing how I was going to afford this new place with no job and no student loans in sight, I signed the lease and payed the thousands of dollars to secure the place. I never stepped foot inside the apt until the night I made the final move.
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