Dear anyone with loads of money who enjoys telling people “Money can’t buy happiness”: Please, give me your money and allow me to prove you wrong. Call it scientific research.
I am currently nursing a stress induced migraine. Why? Because modern plumbing is simultaneously a blessing and a curse, that is why. I don’t know what is going on with my house but the plumbing issues just keep on getting worse with time. Started out harmlessly enough very shortly after I moved in: a slow drain here and there, minor backup there – a dose of drano each time and it seemed to fix it. More recently a backed up kitchen sink that required a different method of clearing but still DIY thanks to J. Now, nothing in my house involving plumbing is usable because EVERYTHING gurgles, backs up, and/or leaks. EVERYTHING. I’m at J’ s to do laundry while I give my sinks etc time to drain out as much as possible before attempting once more to clear them out and get things functional again. He is out of town so I am on my own to deal with it. Which I hate. Having a man to deal with stuff is just… better.
Between the plumbing issues, the incessant stank that the previous tenants left behind that NOTHING gets rid of (thought I had it recently when I cleaned the A.C. filters. Nope. Stench came back. Took a couple days, but it came back.), the probably perpetually unfinished state of things, the frustration of not being able to find work, and the neighborhood… oh lord, the neighborhood. Sunday I had been at J’s and left for home an hour or so earlier than I had planned to. Turned out to be a good thing as about the time I would have been coming home had I left when I planned to, I was instead home and inside already when roughly 20 guys were out in the street yelling and fighting. Had I only then been arriving home, they would have been blocking my ability to get to my driveway, regardless of which route I could have taken. Their mannerisms showed pride in their actions, and they seemed to genuinely enjoy it all. Disgusting, truly. I had spent the weekend binge watching a crime drama then come home to be reminded people ARE that fucked up in the real world and I live where I am smack in the middle of that kind of nonsense… I. Can’t. Take. It.
Until next time. xoxo