Brian and I are a bit nomadic. We love to travel, but even in our own city we like to move around, too.
Brian thought it would be exciting to live in Downtown LA.
“Great!” I thought.
The boys seem to have inherited our nomadic personalities, because they were happily and critically helping us find a new home.
We found the perfect building with everything we wanted.
In passing during our visit I heard the man say, “pest control and garbage is included.”
I let it go at the time, but pest control sounded a bit chemical-y so I called up.
It turns out they have someone spray monthly along the halls and IN EACH UNIT.
I almost fainted! Trying to eat conventional food and eating in a place sprayed with monthly insecticide seems counterintuitive.
The girl on the phone must have sensed my panic, because she quickly replied with, “If you do decide this is the home for you we can omit the spraying in your unit.”
So, it would be along the halls, but not in the apartment itself.
