Remember the pee-pee smell of my carpets and me accusing the previous tenant of owning a dog and not telling anyone he did?  Well, my apartment complex insists that the previous resident insists he didn’t have a dog.  So, I really wanted to say: So what you’re saying is the previous resident himself peed on the carpets, because I certainly didn’t do it. 

But anyway, that’s beside the point.  So… the previous resident claimed he didn’t have a dog.  Well, that previous resident really should have had his mail forwarded.  I checked my mailbox for the first time today.  The box was so crowded with mail I could barely get it all out, and only three letters were for me.  The rest were for Ryan Dugan.  Let’s see, I got bank statements, credit statements, investigative reports… and oh, a reminder that his precious dog is overdue for his rabies shot, please bring him to the clinic soon.  Thanks.   Busted!

I think I’m going to take that to management and see if they’ll discount my rent or pull up the carpets.  I doubt it, but I wonder what they’ll say anyway. 

Tomorrow is my first library program at my new job.  I’m kicking off the Teen Writers Group, and I had some teens say they were interested in coming.  Wish me luck on my first lesson.  I hope the kids like it and will want to come back.