Sicked

Alright, I am tired of this now. So is Dear Wife. It's been over three weeks. We're halfway into a weeklong antibiotic treatment, and we sleep intermittently and wake feeling just as crappy as the previous morning.

I think we are allergic to the apartment.

Haven't heard anything from the real estate agency that showed us that unbelievable fifth floor oasis they so casually called "an apartment," (to us, "heaven with closets" wouldn't be too strong). We don't want to think about it, don't want to jinx it....

(...and for HALF what we pay now!!)