Looking for an apartment and planning for a divorce sale

By now pretty much everyone knows I'm getting a divorce. I decided it's time to be a big girl and look at apartments in which Lauren and I can live together without pulling our hair out. We will be condencing our belongings from a house to fit into a two-bedroom apartment. We are going to have to share a smaller space with two-dogs and definitely can't share a bathroom.

So off I went. I looked at several and didn't run away screaming or have an anxiety attack. This is a good thing. But as I toured I knew more than ever some of our things have to go.

One townhouse I really liked but several red flags went up:
Flag 1: If I want to know if there is trouble there I need to ask Montgomery Police, and she suggested that I drive through at different times of day and evening to see who is "about."

Flag 2: "We accept all people who qualify."

I'll stop there. As we were leaving the townhouse she said, "You movin out of a house?" I said, "Yes." "Well now, you won't ever geeah all you stuff in one of these."

I said, "I know. I'm going to have a divorce sale." She put her hands on her hips and said, "You jokin,right." (I promise this wasn't a ghetto area of Montgomery) I nodded no. She said, "Sheat, you gots to let me know when cause my whole family loads up on Satdays and we yard sale."

She started bobbing her head and said, "Bet you got some good sheat. You got nice clothes don't you?" I said, "I'll have some but my daughter's friend is going through them first. She said, "Hell no, that's not fair." I said, "She's my daughter's best friend and I promised her she could." "Uhuh, I still say it's not righa," she said.

I promised I'd call and remind her when I was having it. I walked away thinking, "Why do I keep running into these people." I felt like I stepped back into one of my Tuesdays.

Needless to say we will not be living there. I do have standards after all, and I absolutely refuse to talk ghetto at work and at home. I did find one apartment that I really liked so it was not a lost cause.

I will keep searching and will eventually find a new home for us. This weekend I'll be going through more things and will put aside more items for my divorce sale. I will probably call ghetto girl and remind her of my divorce sale. I may even serve refreshments and this might actually lead to a good time. I say come on down but come knowing I've got some good "sheat." I foresee another blog in my future.