So... She didn't show up. I made an appointment with the manager of our apartment complex, to discuss being released from our lease, and she wasn't there. She wasn't even on-site. She'd been "called away" to do... marketing? at another rental property. So, I said to Gwen, the only person in the office, clearly not the one I had an appointment with, that perhaps she could help me. She said this was her third day on the job. Hm. Perhaps not.

I explained why I was there and that, no, I could not come back at 10 am tomorrow, I have a job; and I left the letter Jon and I had written, with a note to call me at work when she gets in. That is slated to be sometime late this afternoon.

This strengthens my resolve.