A friend of mine informed me that this hotel is where the police bring the drinks and druggies to "sober up" when they're not bad enough to be admitted to the hospital. It's where vagrants, homeless, and drifters are brought to get them out of areas where people have complained. It's a common dumping point for the worst of our society. Our neighbors here are likely drug addicts, child molesters, and potentially violent people. I have been warned not to let the kids out of the room unattended. No more letting the kids take the dog out to go potty or running down to the lobby to get an extra fork.
The mini fridge was set too cold and we didn't know it. This morning all of my home grown lettuce and the kids' yogurts were frozen.
Today I took the kids (and Moose) to the grocery store. It is within walking distance. We bought more than I had intended, but we stuck to the list. The total was a lot higher than I was anticipating but is likely in line with the cost of feeding our big family for about a week. Tony has always. Even the one to deal with finances, so I'm not sure.
Our real estate agent called today. Still no word from the railroad company (it's been 23 days since we filed paperwork and we were told it "could take up to 30 days"). She was OK-ing another extension. This one to the end of the month. We are really hoping to get this done and over with. It's exhausting to live in a hotel for this long with five kids and a dog.