Moving Already?

Joseph and I have been happily married for two months and fourteen days. These blissful days have been spent in our first apartment ever, which we love, but will be leaving soon for greener pastures. After a horrible dispute with our landlords over an oven and an extra refrigerator, which was so kindly stored in the middle of our living room for over a week, we have decided to move to a place that "treats us like paying tenants," as Joseph so kindly has reminded them time and time again. Just to give you a glimpse of our oven war. . . . after waiting for two months for a maintenance man to come by and take a look at our oven, which he pointed out was made in 1981 and which he said should definitely be replaced, we finally went to our landlord's office to complain that no attention had been paid to us in the least bit. We were nice and tried to explain to them the condition of our apartment when we moved in (moldy fridge, not vacuumed, not dusted, moldy shower). For days they said they would come down and take a look at things . . . and one day they did. They replaced our oven with one from 1982 (in worse condition) and they placed a "new" fridge in our living room and left the old one, which we had no idea needed to be replaced. Despite our complaints that the oven that now sat in our kitchen was causing the smoke alarm to go off every time we used it and the fact that only one burner sat semi flat, the maintenance did nothing. And so there we sat for a week and a half with an oven that caused the sky to scream and an extra fridge in our already small living room. The landlords seemed too poor to install anything nicer, despite that fact that they just bought a bunch of new property, and built a new office, fully equipped with leather chairs and decorative mirrors. Suddenly they became unreachable, not showing up during office hours, not answering the phone. Frustration took over our lives. But the best part is that they wanted us to sign a new contract for a year and continue living in neglect in their "poor college student housing." And there you have it, we have found a place closer to BYU, the owners are fantastic and we will be rid of Harman Properties for the remainder of our days on this earth. And so a warning to those of you who read this . . . . Steer clear of Harman Properties in Utah County, they are "dirty dogs," who are after money and nothing else.