It began with a battery, stolen from my truck.

The stolen battery was irritating ... but even more irritating was the reaction of the people who manage the apartment complex in which I live. Their reaction was - nothing. They informed me that there was not one single thing they were willing or able to do. I offered them plenty of alternatives: put a light over my parking space (which is uniquely vulnerable as it is the only space in the complex that is right in a dark corner), put up a camera, or let me switch parking spots. They were unwilling to do any of those things, and while their manners were impeccable, they essentially told me that I was just out of luck. The one thing they could do was let me out of my lease.

So I decided to move to another apartment.

I found a place with secured parking down the road. It is in a new building, on the third floor, in a more central location, and a larger nicer apartment, for 50% more money. Ouch. But I decided to make the change; therefore I will be moving at the end of the month.

I am going to ditch my old furniture as well, and buy some new stuff. Money comes in, money goes out.