Remember when I ranted about my old apartment complex wanting me to pre-pay my rent through the end of my lease term? Well, I had my very own Nancy Drew (aka Cori) go investigate and see if anyone was living in my old apartment. And what do you know? I was so happy to hear those voicemails and EQUALLY as happy that I hadn't written them that check! So, hopefully that's done with. I haven't heard anything else from them.
Thank the Lord for small favors. That money will now go towards a down payment on a new, economically friendly car. Blah. I hate the thought of being a CAR owner, but I'll live. It's the smart thing to do and sometimes being a grown up means not always getting what you WANT, but getting what makes sense.