Tuesday, February 05, 2019
Last night Sir Steve really stepped up to the plate to ease my stress. He is taking time off work tomorrow so I don't have to stress over meeting the lil one at the bus.... AND he helped me empty the living room for the contractors........
This morning I left the contractors painting ('cause they decided the ripples in the ceiling weren't that bad and one can't expect perfection -- le sigh) and went to the gym. I haven't been in 2 weeks because of weather and appointments and contractors. It actually felt good (when I got there -- getting my butt in gear to go is another story) and I came home feeling more relaxed.
That is until I got home........
The landlord was parked in my parking spot....... and there was no room on the street cause of all the contractors' trucks. I walked in the house and they had finished painting YAY!!! (at least from the kitchen it looked like they had finished -- the furniture was all put back)
when I walked in the living room -- the small strip of wall that needed to be painted cafe au lait was painted dark grey............ WTF?!!! I should have known there was a reason the landlord was here. On top of that -- the sump pump that was installed by some 3rd rate plumbers in the fall had overflowed and the back half of the basement has been turned into a swimming pool again.
Welcome stress my old friend -- I've come to talk to you again.......... (singing)
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