As we packed. I felt a weird feeling in my stomach? It was a feeling of leaving my home unsupervised and it getting robbed. So I decided to call my landlady Angie Polo. I dialled her number and it rang!
"Hello!" Angie answered.
"Angie, its Heaven!" I said.
"Oh hi Heaven how may I help you?" She asked.
"Um, i'm going back on tour with WWE, so I was wondering if I picked up all my stuff and put it in a storage unit if you would rent the house out while i'm gone for the next year or so?" I replied.
"Yeah hun that's no problem!" Angie said.
"Thank you Angie." I hung up.
"Who was that?" Stacy asked.
"My landlady Angie!" I replied.
"Oh renting out your house again?" Stacy questioned.
"Yes." I kept on putting my clothes in my bag. "We need to ask John and Miz if they will help me move out my stuff to put it in my storge unit?"
"Yeah we'll help you!" John and Miz bursted through the door.
"Ugh you guys?" I groaned. Then we all headed to our cars to head to my house cause we have six hours till we have to catch our flight.
Stacy started packing up my clothes and putting in plastic bins. John and I moved out the couch to put in the back of his truck. Miz was packing up silverware and pans in the kitchen. In three hours we moved my whole house out and into my storage!