Monday was “moving out” day. Didn’t go as well as we hoped though. We were to move into our town house and we did. But then I sat down on the coach to take a well deserved break for a job well done... and then... my throat started to itch, and then, my ears itched, and then my noise and eyes and chest, I had a FULL blown allergy attack. I looked around and saw that there was long cat hair on the coach!! I got up found my drugs and then derick told me to go up and lay down cause as we know, Benadryl while it is helpful in an allergy attack, makes you sleepy and mentally… unclear. I go lay down but I’m hitting a worried-high now, I’m thinking “we JUST moved here! If I can’t breath here… this IS a deal breaker. Does derick know I feel this way, should I tell him, what if there isn’t another option. What do we do? I don’t want to tell derick I can’t live here if there’s not another choice, what do I say?” Derick sweetly went to vacuuming the coach and found out that it was COVERED in cat hair! He comes up to tell me he’s vacuumed all he could but he’s not sure if it’s enough for me to breath here comfortably. We talk and I tell him how I feel. He could see, this wasn’t going to work out, but we didn’t know what else is there we can do at the moment. Everyone was on vacation anyhow, there was no one we could call in and ask if there was an option B. but God in his sweet love for us, sent us out of the blue, the maid. She just walked by to see if we were ok and if everything was to our liking. And so derick told her how I had a big reaction and how we really need to know if there is any other place we can go too? And she says that the other side of the town house is open, clean, ready to go, no one with pets have ever been there. She said she was so sorry about the coach, she said she had a team member who was to clean it and that she was so sorry he didn’t do it. She said that she has minor cat allergies and just standing there talking was starting to get a reaction so she KNEW I was in terrible NEED of being moved out! She said that she would call the lady in charge on her cell and ask her if we could change rooms. We found out to our blessings, that we could. I jumped out of bed and grabbed all I could and moved to the next room and oh, it was so wonderful, I could BREATH! It was PERFECT! I even loved the layout better! The maid came back to see how we liked this house to our liking and if everything was ok now, and I gave her a hug right there on the porch. I told her I was SO grateful for her coming by and helping us change rooms cause this was finally a place where I could breath! So yeah, not the best MOVING day, but at least we are in a better place.