Moving

I moved out of an apartment and into a house this week. I own this house, as I have inherited it from my mother. I will not miss the horrific odors coming through the vents. I will not miss the bratty kids beating on my door at 7:00 in the morning. I will not miss the jerks who park 1 foot away from my car door, and especially not the ones who park in my parking place. I will not miss the constant arguing that goes on in one apartment or another, that usually ends up in out in the courtyard. I will not miss the freaks who sit and stare at me when I walk my dog. I will not miss the banging of the headboard against my bedroom wall when the neighbors have sex, and especially not the howling and screaming that accompanies it. I will not miss the putting off of repairs to my air conditioner, that have caused my electric bill to skyrocket while I sit in a 78 degree living room for the past 2 months. This will be my absolute last move, and I will never live in an apartment again.