Eviction

Wow. So today Hubby and I found out that we are getting evicted. Why? Cuz we were running a meth lab and caused a small explosion accidentally. I mean, it's just a small explosion. Geez-wheez.

Okay, just kidding. We are being forced to move cause the landlady decided to sell her property. :( No harsh feeling. Just came very sudden. Should have seen it coming when she didn't press to renew the lease when it expired back in February. =.= Funny thing was, when I saw the enveloped addressed to Hubby and I (oddly enough, after 3 years of marriage, not a lot of mail goes to both of us), I was kidding about it's an eviction notice. Had to open my big mouth.

My only reaction was giggled all night long over the ludicrousness of this. This will be the SIXTH times in FOUR years. Even my online friend from Singapore asked me: aren't you tired of moving yet?

Interesting enough. The friends I told freaked out more than I did. "So what are you going to do?!" they asked. "Move," I told them, like I have another option? It's alright. Other than my full time job and full load at college, Hubby and I (and even Kitty) are already experts in moving.