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Jun. 13th, 2014
Every day (except Sunday) I get into the pool and swim a mile. BUT... some days it is a bit of a struggle. I check my lap counter like I used to check the clock at school... Other days, it's not a slog, it is just a nice swim. But, some days it's kind of magical. Today was a magical day. My Shuffle was set to shuffle but decided no to. It played only Susan Boyle. So I swam along with her singing to me with a background of my own soft bubbles. I had a lane to myself and I just lost myself in the soft water with the serenade and the rhythmic stroking - back and forth and back and forth. It was just wonderful.
Today's project is two of my kitchen cupboards - maybe 3. I need to pull everything out and donate, toss, move to the terrace storage and then rearrange the rest. I have a lot of space in that kitchen that is just not used well at all. And those three cabinets are the worst. So today that gets fixed.
Oh. wait. late breaking news.... it's raining in my living room.
My next sentence was going to be about what a lovely cloudy rainy day we were having. But I kept hearing this kind of regular pinging. I thought maybe Zoey was behind the green chair grooming. And then she walked to the front of the room and the pinging didn't stop. And then I noticed water on the table and then I noticed it was raining on ME!
I got the resident manager and we took down the stained glass windows. And lo and behold, behind them in the transom window insert, there is clearly a lovely leak that runs across the window insert. Above my ceiling is the terrace of the unit upstairs. He looked up there and could see no obvious issues. But it is now coming down from the actual ceiling - away from the window. It's not a torrent... just drops. But, ugh.
On the up side, it's not my problem. The cause is the home owners association's concern. So the fix is theirs. The ceiling fix guy - Adam - is coming by today to work on another roof leak so Michael (the building manager) said he would send him in here. I now have the stained glass safely down and plastic on the floor. Oh joy. Oh yuck. The idea of having my living room torn up for weeks on end does not make me happy.
Oh well, nothing I can do about it now. Guess I'll go sort out those cupboards.
Today's project is two of my kitchen cupboards - maybe 3. I need to pull everything out and donate, toss, move to the terrace storage and then rearrange the rest. I have a lot of space in that kitchen that is just not used well at all. And those three cabinets are the worst. So today that gets fixed.
Oh. wait. late breaking news.... it's raining in my living room.
My next sentence was going to be about what a lovely cloudy rainy day we were having. But I kept hearing this kind of regular pinging. I thought maybe Zoey was behind the green chair grooming. And then she walked to the front of the room and the pinging didn't stop. And then I noticed water on the table and then I noticed it was raining on ME!
I got the resident manager and we took down the stained glass windows. And lo and behold, behind them in the transom window insert, there is clearly a lovely leak that runs across the window insert. Above my ceiling is the terrace of the unit upstairs. He looked up there and could see no obvious issues. But it is now coming down from the actual ceiling - away from the window. It's not a torrent... just drops. But, ugh.
On the up side, it's not my problem. The cause is the home owners association's concern. So the fix is theirs. The ceiling fix guy - Adam - is coming by today to work on another roof leak so Michael (the building manager) said he would send him in here. I now have the stained glass safely down and plastic on the floor. Oh joy. Oh yuck. The idea of having my living room torn up for weeks on end does not make me happy.
Oh well, nothing I can do about it now. Guess I'll go sort out those cupboards.
Thankful but GRRRRRRRR
Jun. 13th, 2014 11:08 amSo while I'm still seething about the ceiling leek and not at all optimistic about the future of my living room, here comes neighbor Ann with all kinds of not at all helpful information about ceiling leaks. She wants to tell me what causes it and, I know for a fact, she has no clue. Then she tells me a long long long long story about how she lost her cellphone last night and it was in her pants and while it was lost she called AT&T and had them block it.
1. It is a 5000 year old flip phone.
2. It is a prepaid.
"Someone might steal it and make calls." No one is going to steal that POS.
It takes every ounce of energy I have to be civil and she has now officially used up every single bit.
She had her iPad with her and she was on the way over to Tija's office to ask her one of the 5 million things again that Tija has probably shown her 4 million times. Tija owns and operates a gym across the street. I cannot believe that Ann trots over whenever the spirit moves her and interrupts Tija's work with her stupid 'how do I send email' questions.
I am soooo happy that she 'bought' my I don't know nuthin about iPads. I'm sorry for Tija but oh so happy for me.
1. It is a 5000 year old flip phone.
2. It is a prepaid.
"Someone might steal it and make calls." No one is going to steal that POS.
It takes every ounce of energy I have to be civil and she has now officially used up every single bit.
She had her iPad with her and she was on the way over to Tija's office to ask her one of the 5 million things again that Tija has probably shown her 4 million times. Tija owns and operates a gym across the street. I cannot believe that Ann trots over whenever the spirit moves her and interrupts Tija's work with her stupid 'how do I send email' questions.
I am soooo happy that she 'bought' my I don't know nuthin about iPads. I'm sorry for Tija but oh so happy for me.
Shut up about Ann! And...
Jun. 13th, 2014 11:47 am"Thank goodness I have Ron's handicap sticker, I can park anywhere I want and in the closest spots. That makes downtown shopping so much easier."
The end. I'm done bitching about her. Life is too short.
I emptied out the 1st cupboard and discovered 2 really amazing things.
1. I don't need or want 90% of that shit.
2. I have a freakin' blender!!!! I thought I'd taken it to Goodwill years ago. Yeah for milk shakes this summer!!!!
The end. I'm done bitching about her. Life is too short.
I emptied out the 1st cupboard and discovered 2 really amazing things.
1. I don't need or want 90% of that shit.
2. I have a freakin' blender!!!! I thought I'd taken it to Goodwill years ago. Yeah for milk shakes this summer!!!!
Prepare for the worst...
Jun. 13th, 2014 02:20 pmI've always been a plan/prepare for the worst kinda gal. If I can get mentally and emotionally prepared for the worst case scenario, when it turns out not to be that bad, I'm a happy camper.
So the leak guy - Adam - came and looked and found more leakage outside on the terrace than I had even discovered. I had found more inside but now that he's been up on the ladder and sussed it out, it's not as bad, we think, as suspected and it's very similar to successfully fixed problems in other units.
One thing I was instantly worried about as we get into Summer, was the light through that top window. The stained glass is beautiful and blocks the light. Without it, early morning sun fries my living room with a heat that never dissipates. Adam says since he needs to cover the leaking area with a plastic bladder, he'll add a translucent window treatment. Whew.
Anyway, he's on the case. It won't be a fast fix, but, he sounds like he totally gets what a bummer it is and so will make sure the bummation is as minimal as possible.
I cannot ask any more than that. See? happy camper!
This is why I live in a condo. Yeah my living room is a mess and it rains inside but all I had to do was contact the resident manager and he got Adam and Adam will fix and all will be fine and I will not have to do much of anything but be patient. Not my strength but way easier than being an emergency general contractor!
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Now we have a verdict. The terrace of the unit upstairs is the perp. Michael has terrace redoing guys on site now working on another unit and he thinks they may be able to get to the one above me early next week. Adam is going to block out my sun in the meantime. Once the terrace upstairs gets fixed then fixing my place back will be, I think, pretty minimal. And then we can rehang the stained glass and all will be fine again. Whew.
And all three cupboards are done. I have a small load for the Goodwill. I took some down to the free shelf in the garage - I made two trips and the first stuff was gone when I got there with the second batch. I have space to burn in all three cupboards. Seriously! The blender is out on the terrace next to the mixer and the knife sharpener. All easy to see, easy to get to.
Now, there's a productive day for you!!! And, it's not even 2:20 in the p.m.
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I heard from my Kiwi friends. They leave New Zealand a week from today. They go to Canada for 2 weeks and then they will be here. I had totally forgotten they are not flying here. They are taking the ferry from Victoria. This means they will not be airport weary or jetlagged or even tired when they get here at 2. Sounds like a perfect time for a ferris wheel ride (just down from the ferry dock) to start the visit!
So the leak guy - Adam - came and looked and found more leakage outside on the terrace than I had even discovered. I had found more inside but now that he's been up on the ladder and sussed it out, it's not as bad, we think, as suspected and it's very similar to successfully fixed problems in other units.
One thing I was instantly worried about as we get into Summer, was the light through that top window. The stained glass is beautiful and blocks the light. Without it, early morning sun fries my living room with a heat that never dissipates. Adam says since he needs to cover the leaking area with a plastic bladder, he'll add a translucent window treatment. Whew.
Anyway, he's on the case. It won't be a fast fix, but, he sounds like he totally gets what a bummer it is and so will make sure the bummation is as minimal as possible.
I cannot ask any more than that. See? happy camper!
This is why I live in a condo. Yeah my living room is a mess and it rains inside but all I had to do was contact the resident manager and he got Adam and Adam will fix and all will be fine and I will not have to do much of anything but be patient. Not my strength but way easier than being an emergency general contractor!
---
Now we have a verdict. The terrace of the unit upstairs is the perp. Michael has terrace redoing guys on site now working on another unit and he thinks they may be able to get to the one above me early next week. Adam is going to block out my sun in the meantime. Once the terrace upstairs gets fixed then fixing my place back will be, I think, pretty minimal. And then we can rehang the stained glass and all will be fine again. Whew.
And all three cupboards are done. I have a small load for the Goodwill. I took some down to the free shelf in the garage - I made two trips and the first stuff was gone when I got there with the second batch. I have space to burn in all three cupboards. Seriously! The blender is out on the terrace next to the mixer and the knife sharpener. All easy to see, easy to get to.
Now, there's a productive day for you!!! And, it's not even 2:20 in the p.m.
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I heard from my Kiwi friends. They leave New Zealand a week from today. They go to Canada for 2 weeks and then they will be here. I had totally forgotten they are not flying here. They are taking the ferry from Victoria. This means they will not be airport weary or jetlagged or even tired when they get here at 2. Sounds like a perfect time for a ferris wheel ride (just down from the ferry dock) to start the visit!
Ann came in about 5 to get me to come turn her TV volume on. After the painters working there yesterday left, she couldn't get the sound on so she called the building manager. Today it happened again but she couldn't find the building manager so she was in my living room. I know from previous calls for help that their TV setup is monstrously convoluted. Ron set it up and only he knows how to operate it. I told her I'd take a look but I was not hopeful.
She is clueless on a good day and today was not a good day. While I'm trying to figure out which one of the 5 remotes handles what, she was trying to tell me that the power strip - that long white thing - was not on and this light was not supposed to be on and that light looked like it was broken and on and on and on. I gave it a good shot but gave up and suggested she go knock on Michael's door. (The work she was having done was home owners work managed by Michael. Ordinarily, he's not in charge of TV volume.)
I came back home and thought about it and had a couple of other ideas so I went back. Her door was ajar and I knocked and she said to come in and she had melted. Sobbing. She had called the neighbor across the hall and he was coming over. Bradley was right on my heels. He recognized some of the setup and seemed to think he could make it work. Ann revived and said that she could listen to the game on the radio. Bradley and his wife will figure out something.
I left them to it. Ugh. She needs help. I am not the person to help but she really does need someone to come take care of her. If Ron recovers, he will not be home for many many months. She can't manage on her own that long. The sound on the tv is just the tip of a really ugly iceberg.
I cannot understand how someone in this century can build a life so dependent on another person that they cannot function or watch TV on their own. But, then, I've never really clicked into the magic that coupling is for most people. I can't imagine depending on another person or having anyone dependent on me. But, I do understand the frustration of no sound on my TV. I've also melted down over technology issues.
I'm sad for Ann, I'm sad that I'm not the kind of person who can help her. Over all the whole thing just makes me sad.
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Ann just called. Bradley got the sound on. Yeah!
She is clueless on a good day and today was not a good day. While I'm trying to figure out which one of the 5 remotes handles what, she was trying to tell me that the power strip - that long white thing - was not on and this light was not supposed to be on and that light looked like it was broken and on and on and on. I gave it a good shot but gave up and suggested she go knock on Michael's door. (The work she was having done was home owners work managed by Michael. Ordinarily, he's not in charge of TV volume.)
I came back home and thought about it and had a couple of other ideas so I went back. Her door was ajar and I knocked and she said to come in and she had melted. Sobbing. She had called the neighbor across the hall and he was coming over. Bradley was right on my heels. He recognized some of the setup and seemed to think he could make it work. Ann revived and said that she could listen to the game on the radio. Bradley and his wife will figure out something.
I left them to it. Ugh. She needs help. I am not the person to help but she really does need someone to come take care of her. If Ron recovers, he will not be home for many many months. She can't manage on her own that long. The sound on the tv is just the tip of a really ugly iceberg.
I cannot understand how someone in this century can build a life so dependent on another person that they cannot function or watch TV on their own. But, then, I've never really clicked into the magic that coupling is for most people. I can't imagine depending on another person or having anyone dependent on me. But, I do understand the frustration of no sound on my TV. I've also melted down over technology issues.
I'm sad for Ann, I'm sad that I'm not the kind of person who can help her. Over all the whole thing just makes me sad.
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Ann just called. Bradley got the sound on. Yeah!