In a Bind

What a mess we are in right now...or I should say we are hopefully getting out of. We are praying it doesn't last long as we are poor college students! We moved into a house last week and were led to believe the cigarette smoke smell we smelled was the maintenance man. It wasn't. So now we are having to break our lease, which means we are forking out the big bucks, rather than stay in a smokey house. No fun. Our landlord refused to admit it smelled like smoke, even though every single person who came over said it smelled like smoke. I even called a professional who gets rid of the foul odors in homes and he smelled it and told me it would cost thousands of dollars to fix this house of the cigarette smell. Our landlord told us it was the new laminate flooring that was put in. The catch is this: we smelled the smell before the flooring was even put in and we told it was the maintanence man, who was there that day. Yes, we are gullible and naive. We have learned several lessons from this. Big ones and a hard ones and we are definitely humbled.

PLEASE pray that we will be able to rent out this house before the end of the month! We are currently paying double rent, as we moved back into our apartment, which I am ever so grateful for. AND, if you know anyone who is interested in a house, which is actually extremely cute and perfect and doesn't mind cigarette smoke smells, send them out our way! Or better yet send your prayers up to Heavenly Father to help us find a tenant soon!