My future chanting Neighbor!!!!!

So Erika keeps telling me stories about my future apartment, like how it smells when you walk into the door after a long walk out in the fresh air, like how you can never get the towels clean no matter what you do and you get out of a fresh shower only to dry off on a smelly towel, or how the water won't go down the drain so you try and use chopsticks to clean out the drain only to find long black things coming out, Erika calls that MOLD, also never getting your clothes to smell fresh because there is no dryer and well the ventilation is not that good, but best of all having a chanting neighbor and a group home moving in around her. I always laughed but really never believed it was true. Until today. We were walking to Erika's apartment, my future apartment, and I was coming over for a sleep over. We got to the apartment building and we were heading up the stairs to her place and this man starts walking down, wait you need an image. He was an older gentleman in about his 60's, fairly skinny, he was holding a plastic coffee cup with who knows what in it, his head was down only looking at the stairs, and best of all his mouth was open and now that I think about it I believe his tongue was hanging out as well. At first I really never thought much about this man and keep walking up the stairs, but when he got out of sight Erika turns to me and says "That's my Neighbor". I burst out laughing mostly because I really didn't believe it but also cause this is what I get to look forward to for a whole year in the near future. Erika and I jokingly say that the group home moved in around her while she was here but now World Missions is putting me in a group home...... Sometimes we wonder why God puts us places and what he has planned for us in certain situations and sometimes we have to learn just to trust him and go where he leads. Lets just say I am not quite trusting him yet in this situation and I know I should, so I am asking for your prayers to help me get through moving into a group home and dealing with a chanting neighbor....