11:00 am - meet with apartment complex manager from former place to turn in key. Should have been simple. Everything was cleaned except the oven - I can't tolerate the cleaning stuff, and I leave that for someone else to do. I'll pay not to breathe the toxic fumes.
I had one meeting at work in the morning, but it should have ended in plenty of time. What was I thinking! Of course it went long. Of course I had a hard time getting away. Drew was at the old apartment when she arrived (job for 6 foot tall sprout who has shot up over the summer: remove pricey energy efficient light bulbs from fixtures and replace with older cheap ones that were there when we moved in), so they went ahead without me.
I ended up in the office twenty minutes later signing off on the walk through and turning in my keys. And I do mean keys. I had different ones for the front door, the back door, the apartment door, the mailbox, the laundry room - multiplied by three! It was literally a load off my keychain to remove them. I never did quite get the hang of what went to where.
The new place is simple about keys: one to the building and one to the apartment door. Oh, yes, the mailbox also, but I keep that on a separate ring. Two keys for four. Not a bad exchange.
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