Sunday, January 24, 2010

Here Comes the Rain Again....

...no, not the rain outside (though we've had plenty of that in the last week and we'll probably have more next week.) The rain I'm referring to is the type that fell from our ceiling late last night, as my husband was taking a shower in our upstairs bathroom.

Yeah. Our first night in the new apartment and we have not one, but four leaks. The management has been paged (and paged again...I'm nothing if not persistent) but we've still heard nothing back. It's not so much of a problem today--it's Sunday and given the amount of dust Rob inhaled yesterday while packing, his allergies have pretty much gone nuclear, so today was going to be a slow day anyway.

But tomorrow, I have to go back to work. Which means I'll have to get up even earlier, go over to our old apartment, take a shower and leave from there. And Rob will have to do the same, if he wants to get a shower before resuming our moving tomorrow. Can we say "massive inconvenience," boys and girls?

And I know that...manure...happens. Along with lots of other things. But we paid good money to move into this place, an apartment that was "move-in ready." Somehow, I doubt "move-in ready" means the waterfall from the leaking shower.

Le Sigh.

2 comments:

Three Writers said...

Krista, I just had to visit...and read about your rainy apartment and your "It's not fair!" toddler and smile and try NOT to remember when we were 'there'. :)
And thank you for your ever kind comments at NL. I'll go there now to say my gratitude.
Nancy

Krista said...

Hey Nancy,

Right now, the toddler is in full revolt---we're all moved in but a long ways from unpacked and there's a ton of things around for her to get into that we'd prefer she not. So, of course, that's right where she's heading. LOL. We'll survive. I think. :)

I'm glad you stopped in :)

-Krista

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