The apartment. As mentioned before the move went exceptionally well and the apartment seemed ready: cleaned, freshly painted walls, and shampooed carpet. As a few days passed, Husband & I noticed a growing list of little, and not-so-little, problems. The hot/cold water reversed on the washing machine. The bathtub and bathroom sink didn't drain properly. The washing machine died working halfway through the first load of laundry; the dryer tossed clothes for 45 minutes without drying them at all. The grease trap fell out of the oven hood (wrong size piece jimmied in). The dishwasher soap dispenser wouldn't shut to start the cycle. The seal on the oven door was falling off and releasing enough heat to burn you if bumped. The kitchen drawer and oven fought over space--to open the drawer, push the stove one way; to open the broiler, shove it another. The light switch in the living room activated none of the outlets. The towel bar in the bathroom drooped to one side--no level needed to see the sloppy installation. Perhaps some of the complaining, specifically to the Leasing Office, was justifiable. The rest, not so much.
|Sherbet luxuriates in the afternoon sunshine, "The apartment is adequate despite my pet parent's whining."|
|The sari dress--still fits and quite the compliment grabber.|
Despite the my less-than-stellar recent approach, life continues to surprise and bless. Internet connection at home--finally! Got back our security deposit--the entire amount--from the last lease. Blueberry picking with friends--more on that next time.
What's good in your life?