Someone give me a mortgage!

I have to get out of this apartment.

Don't get me wrong, I like my apartment.  It's just enough room, it's comfortable, and I've made it my space.  But my neighbors....

I don't know what they smoke, and honestly I don't want to know, but it stinks up the stairwell.  Not to mention the leaving of their shoes in the middle of the corridor.  Who does that?  Not to mention the leaving of clothes, cigarette butts, plastic bags and other paraphernalia outside.

And the people who live here now....  I don't feel unsafe, per se, but I walk from my car to my door as quickly as I can.

And then there's the shouting, and the slamming doors, and the shouting.  I need to get out of here.