It's Venting Time!!

I am now going to complain.  A lot.  If you are looking for something happy, keep moving friend.

We are currently in a fight with the USPS.  They've messed up with things before (Like sending my wedding announcement to my own parents instead of the person up the street with the same last name.)  But this time, they have really messed us up.  We had lived in our new apartment for just a few days when we filled out the happy pink card provided by the USPS found in our mailbox to say that yes, we lived here.  We also filled out all of our change of address forms so everything could be forwarded.  The mail started coming.  We were getting everything we expected to get... almost.  However, the 2 things that we were missing were coming from people who may or may not have actually put things in the mail.  Because we were getting so much, we had no reason to assume that there was a problem with our mail.  After getting mad at other people for messing us up so much, today we discovered the truth.

The USPS has sent back our debit cards (twice) and Hod's last paycheck (twice).  They just didn't know if we really lived here, so they sent those back.  Don't you worry, they let all of our bills, and our personal checks (that have all of our account information on them) come through, but the debit cards that have our faces on them, thus making it hard for strangers to use them, and the paycheck that you have to sign for and is only made out to one person, those they sent back.

How in the world were we supposed to know that there was a problem?  Our bank didn't actually have a record of sending out our cards so we just assumed that they hadn't.  Today we found out that our cards had just been sent back and had arrived on Friday.  Hod knows that his boss is really slow at sending checks, and even though he asked her to send them, and she claimed she did, that didn't mean anything.  Except she did send them!  And we could really use the $600 that she was sending us.  But of course USPS says that it isn't their fault.  Um... exactly how is it not your fault?  We filled out all of the paperwork you gave us.  Why do you get to pick what mail we get and what gets sent back?  If people send mail, you deliver it.  That is how it goes.  We pay for stamps, so we aren't asking for free services.  We told you we lived here.  You just decided that we were... kidding???

In other things I can complain about:

When we first moved into our apartment, we discovered that the carpets had never been cleaned.  Actually besides what the previous tenants did, nothing had been cleaned at all.  We got the carpets cleaned, but since all of our furniture was already here, they didn't clean under it.  We just can't ever rearrange our house.  Kind of a bummer, but fine.  (Well, except for the random day that we weren't allowed to be home for 7 hours because they were cleaning our carpets.  That was a bummer.)  We have lived here for 1 month, and already had 4 problems.  And some of them were pretty big... like the gas leak because of their faulty water heater connector that could have killed my daughter.  The smaller problems... well, they have both become a bit bigger.  The lame maintenance man who has come twice (we quite like the other guys) doesn't seem to know how to clean up after himself.  We work very hard to keep this house safe for #1.  She is still putting everything in her mouth, so we are very aware of choking hazards.  The first time he came to fix something, I caught her as she found a loose pointy, sharp, screw and tried to put it in her mouth.  Yesterday he came, and we assumed he had cleaned up, but no, later I had to pull a washer out of #1's mouth.  Wow... I didn't know that by having you come fix something at my apartment I was putting my daughter's life at risk.

Then, today, they turned off our water.  It was a scheduled thing, but they decided not to tell anyone because it would only be off for 20 min.  Of course those were the 20 minutes that Hod was getting ready.  Guess he'll just bust out the super scruffy look because without water he couldn't shave.  Luckily he had just finished washing himself in the shower when they turned it off.  And also lucky, that we have 2 bathrooms, thus making so we could use the bathroom twice.  As a pregnant lady, I need to know if you are going to make it so I can't use the toilet.

What in the world is going on here?  Why is everyone crazy?  I can only do so much, but when others are stupid and I get messed up because of it, I get a little ticked!!