Our Apartment Is Cursed

Molly and I are of the belief that my apartment at Woods Edge is cursed. We get locked out a couple of weeks ago, and on my day off, the sink starts leaking, and the pilot light on my oven goes out. Last night it got even better. It had been raining since early in the day and right as I got into bed, the ceiling right above my bed starts leaking. I have yet to figure out how my ceiling leaks because I live on the second floor and the lady that lives above me's bedroom is right over me. There should be no water to leak. Since I had had such a rousing success calling our 24 hour maintenance number when I got locked out, I decided to just pull my mattress out into the living room and Molly and I slept there. I was pissed but I needed some sleep. I tried to look at it as the kind of "adventure" you have when you're a kid. Camping out in the backyard, visiting the haunted house in the neighborhood, and that kind of thing. The thrill of the adventure didn't last long.