Housing Troubles

I'm frustrated beyond belief right now. The apartment complex that I'm supposed to move in to won't supply the necessary letter to Medicaid. Without it, I can't get my ceiling track lift installed. So I am back to square one with this one. I'm too tired to fight, or maybe too disgusted. So Plan B is waiting and saving up for a house. I can't say I'm okay with that, but I have to be. I have to move on to happier things.