Well, I just got word from my superintendent that my fabulous use of bath time (due to fibromyalgia, of course) has caused massive damage in not one but TWO apartments under me. B14 and A14 are empty, but not me. My building's emptying out, basically. That's pretty much all there is to it. So, I've learned
1) if I take a bath, go easy on letting the water down. A little at a time, but no more--the pipes (from 1957) can't handle it.
2) the problem of my hair loss is what caused the gunk in the first place. If any more back up occurs, I have to call my super. PRONTO.
Happy happy joy joy.
In other news, week #2 is going well. The Christmas spirit's on, we just had a farewell party to one of our staffers, and things are looking up for 2007. Now I just have to play catch-up with my bills and hope my credit rating can be in good standing by the end of my next lease renewal.
Arrrgghhhhh.....the $ problems just don't end. There's never enough money and never enough time.
My super did like my Christmas tree, though. Thanks, KJou!
Thursday, December 21, 2006
Friday, December 8, 2006
Instant Karma's Gonna Get You
26 years. How could I not post? This whole week changed my outlook. Lennon's in my head, always will be.
Yes, I am betrayed and disgusted by the way that place treated me. (No, I will never mention it by name again.) But I will move on. This week is the start of something new and perhaps, fitting.
I decorated my windows, I found my angel that burned out. My door is filled with Christmas cards of years past. It's my way of recycling. The cats have treats, I'm evicting Kashi from the Christmas decorations box today, and tomorrow I'm getting my tree with KJou. I'm in the spirit. And happy to say Chapman still sits in jail.
Haven't heard any songs yet, but the revelers at Strawberry Fields in Central Park might get some snowflakes today. It feels pretty darn cold out there.
The only thing I didn't do this week was go into NYC and see the windows. I walked by Brooklyn's Macy's and saw their windows, but I haven't had the strength to deal with the trains. I needed the rest this week. I do feel better.
And I think this might continue.
No more Blue Meanies in my life. Nope!
Yes, I am betrayed and disgusted by the way that place treated me. (No, I will never mention it by name again.) But I will move on. This week is the start of something new and perhaps, fitting.
I decorated my windows, I found my angel that burned out. My door is filled with Christmas cards of years past. It's my way of recycling. The cats have treats, I'm evicting Kashi from the Christmas decorations box today, and tomorrow I'm getting my tree with KJou. I'm in the spirit. And happy to say Chapman still sits in jail.
Haven't heard any songs yet, but the revelers at Strawberry Fields in Central Park might get some snowflakes today. It feels pretty darn cold out there.
The only thing I didn't do this week was go into NYC and see the windows. I walked by Brooklyn's Macy's and saw their windows, but I haven't had the strength to deal with the trains. I needed the rest this week. I do feel better.
And I think this might continue.
No more Blue Meanies in my life. Nope!
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