After a very uneventful day, I was so looking forward to coming home, making a delicious fish dinner for Nelson and myself, and relaxing while watching Survivor. But God has a sense of humor, as always, and clearly that was not in the cards for us tonight.
Instead, I'm in our computer room (blogging, of course) and waiting on Nelson to make sandwiches for us to eat in here. In front of the computer. On the futon bed. Why, you may ask, won't we be in our dining room or living room watching our favorite show? Well, it is currently "under construction" due to a leak that apparently sprung sometime today and has soaked our carpeting and some of our wall.
Sooooo...our furniture is currently in the middle of the living room, there is a huge hole in our ceiling, and plaster and debris are pretty much everywhere. Oh yeah, and a cloud of dust that is hovering over the entire space that is making it hard for me to breathe.
But it could be worse. The people who live upstairs, where the leak originated, have a huge whole in their floor AND they won't have any heat tonight, since the leak was in their hot water unit. Or something that sounds like it heats things. In their apartment. I guess that means no hot water for them either. Now THAT would suck. (In case you were thinking, no big deal on the heat thing, you live in Texas. Well, a cold front is blowing through and it is supposed to be in the low 30's tonight). Nope - we got off pretty good. Instead, this is what we have to look forward to: no living room for several days while they pull the carpeting back and put big blowers on it to dry it out.
And people in and out of our aparment for several days while they patch the hole in our ceiling and fix the pipe(s). But, at least the drilling has stopped. And can I add that we have the BEST maintenance guy ever?? He was here within 15 minutes of us calling, after hours, and with a smile and happy attitude. Denver, our dog, of course could not be happier that there is a new person in our apartment. Every time the door opens, Denver plays "beat the mom to the door" and practically trips me on the way so he can see who's there. Even though you'd think he would have figured out by now that it's the same person. And I would bet money on the fact that he's plotting his escape from the bedroom tonight to nose around through the dust to see what treasures he can find. No doubt the smell of wet plaster seems inviting to him. Oh to live the life of a dog!
At any rate, our night has kind of gone downhill from here, and we're subjected to sandwiches for dinner since our water had to be turned off for a bit while the leak was being located. Thus making the whole cooking thing difficult. But hey, at least we have heat tonight!
2 comments:
That was awful!!! Did you get it all fixed?
It may be time for a vacation.
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