Daily Archives: January 3, 2007

Grant Me Patience

For the second day in a row our water has been turned off. I couldn’t give Liam a bath again. I have piles of today’s dishes by the sink. I’d planned to do Liam’s laundry tonight. If we need to go to the bathroom we’ll have to knock on the neighbours’ door. Why? Because the downstairs neighbour tried to use her washing machine last night, knowing that the connection was jerry-rigged yesterday to temporarily stop the leak that had been going on for some time. (But whenever a puddle would appear in our garage, it was, “No, nothing’s wrong in my apartment”. Why she chose New Year’s Eve to call the landlord and tell him about this ongoing problem, I will never know.) The jerry-rigged plug was jarred loose, and there’s water all over the garage floor again. HRH checked it, and sure enough, using the washer had broken the temporary seal and water was leaking once more. The only way to stop it was to turn off the main water. The landlord’s back and trying to fix it now.

She also left the washing machine on all night. It was jammed, and the humming was so loud it was vibrating our floor. It’s a miracle that she didn’t burn out the motor. (If she had, it might have solved a lot of problems.)

I know she’s not all there, and I have had great tolerance. But my patience is really, really running out.

On the other hand, I had a lovely day out, having lunch with Roo and tea with Prospero’s Daughter. Also, the microphone for my minidisc player arrived, so I can experiment with that now.

LATER: We have water again. The leak has been fixed. Her washer has been unplugged and she has been explicitly forbidden to use it until a repairperson has looked at it.

Wasting Time

I am currently doing my best to avoid working. So far it seems to be successful, because now I only have an hour and fifteen minutes left before I have to get ready to leave for lunch with Lady Roo.

Not that I’ve been completely wasting time: I’ve had breakfast, caught up on correspondence (which is a fancy term I use for e-mail both business and casual, filing paper mail, making/taking phone calls, reading news, and tracking info down), and tidied up. I’m just aware that I should open a file and do some writing of some sort, but doing busy-work instead. Busy-work does need to get done at some point, after all.

Look! An hour and ten minutes left! I should see how many words I can get thrown down in an hour. Messy, but good exercise.