This can’t be right!!!

By melody faug

My apartment had finally been remodeled 4 months ago after five years of waiting to get the rehabilitation process that was held back by the former manager/landlord (who said we do not deserve to have it done and accused us of making the mold grow in the apartment and this mold is affecting us mentally. The growths were tested and was not mold but mildew that came from both holding back repairs and recent rainy seasons) It got done for us because we have a new manager who is really great and everybody likes her a lot. She isn’t in the office everyday because she’s had foot surgery and goes to therapy on fridays which the old ex manager (who’s now an events coordinator) feels that she is back in the saddle as acting manager and just gives non stop hell for us all over again behind the new manager’s back.

Currently me and my disabled mom are moving our things back into our apartment but half of the stuff is held hostage locked in a storage unit with a different padlock on it from the one we do have the key for first because some repairs to the windows needed to be done before any more furniture can be moved in we were fine with that . We are still awaiting the blinds to be put on the windows as it was told to us they’d been ordered three weeks ago, we keep stuff a little tighter in the middle of the floor just in case some workers will come in unannounced to put the blinds on.

Now we are still unpacking stuff and nothing is where it belongs due to the held hostage book cases and shelves and missing dining table and bedroom dressers, so things are kept in cardboard boxes waiting for the missing pieces to come back while there are many emptied or unopened boxes we’d not gotten to yet because we had no time to put things where they belonged because we had three windows being fixed for two weeks into the month we moved back in. The ex manager comes in with a person who’s an agent for more disabled seniors than my mom is to try to tell us to throw away the so called clutter that happens to be the few books we do have neatly put in the few bookcases we managed to get in here, my mom’s dolls half in their fancy cases half in boxes waiting for the two other shelves, her crystal glass collection which is on display as decoration, a doll house she built, fireplace, stained glass lamps two globes and our tv set with dvd player on a table stand then in my room my record collection in their own plastic crates, (3) my dolls also on display and in a nice box, my guitars my clothes/shoes are in suitcases but not in anybody’s way by the closet and boxed waiting for my dresser to come back about (4 each).

I will admit it may be stacked tall but they are all in compartments but because of that we are deemed horders and doing a cluttering behavior and we have to decide to get rid of what we’d salvaged from the move that we did not want to get lost or destroyed (a lot of stuff broke from the move up to another apartment from our second floor into a smaller one room place up on the third floor for what they said was to be two weeks that became three months Sept.27th to December 13th 2010, and my mom fell down the stairs moving this stuff back downstairs without the help we had to get it in there about four times.

I informed the ex manager this again this afternoon while she was making yet again another defaming example of us in front of the assisted housing agent and she brushed it off like I said nothing serious. I asked about the blinds she also ignored that and proceeded to say if we get rid of the boxes in the way she’d might get somebody to bring back our couch and apparently nothing else is included with that because she sees that we will not get it done, the house does not look like we are designing it to look acceptable, virtually saying we are compleatly inept and if it’s not done by next week she will bring somebody over to forcibly make us throw things away or do it for us.

She said before we moved back in durring the time we had the working key to the locker our remaining property is in that she would supervise what gets to come back in and what does not which I feel what we own and how we arrange it -neatly- and what needs to go and what doesn’t is our business, not hers. We do not start fights we always let her in and we do what is asked of us but yet she dares to abuses us still and say you are flirting with eviction because I can’t see how you’ll ever make use of this home as we see fit and safe.

The whole point is we’re starting over and intend to get a smaller bed /newer organizing units so it would not look like it did in the past but she says we don’t have the mental capacity to attempt it so you might as well throw it all away or we’ll get you evicted for not following your lease of keeping your home tidy. I have had juvenile arthritis since I was 11 years old and my mom had never healed right from a car accident in 1987. We have physical disabilities that prevent us to be as agile as we wish we could but she says its mental. I don’t see why she sees fit to abuse us I also feel its a racial and social issue deep down because she really is against books in the apartment. Sorry to go on so long… I’m so mad at this but I seriously doubt anybody will help me and my mom about this stupid situation. it feels like this place is not ours, we’re just borrowing it until people of her ilk/interests/intelligence to take our place as she wants it to happen. I see no hope…

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