Saturday, January 19, 2002
So we got woken up this morning by the phone ringing at 9:15. We didn't answer it. I got up about 45 minutes later and checked the voicemail to find that it was Evil Landlady, informing us (not asking, mind you) that realtors were going to be traipsing through our place. AT 10:15.
Needless to say, I got Dave up and we flew into action, cursing all the way. We asked for 24 hours notice of walkthroughs whenever possible, and I'm sorry, but less than an hour at that time on a Saturday morning is totally unreasonable.
Anyway, the guy didn't show up until 11, at which point we were going out the door to Home Depot to get salt and snow shovels and then to the Devils game, but the guy failed to ring the bell or even knock. He just unlocked the door and walked in. He didn't even apologize when we expressed our surprise (and irritation) at his entrance.
Grrrrrrrrrrrr.
The Devils game was lousy (ended in a tie, when the Devils led for most of the game), and when we got home, we ran into Evil Landlady in the driveway. She made a comment that the realtor had seen us when he arrived -- I got the impression that she was annoyed that we were around -- and we let her know that we really wanted more notice of these appointments. Her response was, "Well, when I'm able to, I will -- you'll see what it's like now that you're going to have tenants." She also said that she thought we were out of town. Yeah, that's why BOTH CARS are in the driveway.
We didn't even bother to say anything to her after that. All of us walked into the house in silence. I cannot WAIT to get out of this place.
06:22 PM EDT
Friday, January 18, 2002
The infamous Peabody is now appearing on the DaveCam.
10:19 PM EDT
The Declaration of Independence, in American-speak. A great link courtesy of MeFi.
04:02 PM EDT
Take the Which Breakfast Food Are You? Quiz.
02:46 PM EDT
Aside from the inherent aesthetic weirdness, do you think that this chair could possibly be comfortable?
02:13 PM EDT
I desperately need to clean out my purse. It currently feels like it weighs about thirty pounds.
12:54 PM EDT
The Washington Post has an interesting article on why Robert Reed is no longer appearing on any Brady Bunch merchandise. I was more surprised to find out that Gene Hackman was the studio's original choice to play Mr. Brady.
11:30 AM EDT
This woman's phone apparently has a mind of its own. And it's busy!
11:26 AM EDT
How excited am I that Wallace and Gromit are coming back?
11:24 AM EDT
Thursday, January 17, 2002
Some IP in Washington, DC has hit this site 4,059 times today. WTF?
07:32 PM EDT
I'm feeling restless and cranky, so what do I do? Cut my hair. Dyeing is up next, while I'm watching the Devils-Rangers game. Such a dichotomy, I am.
07:10 PM EDT
And Dave can't understand why lizards creep me the hell out.
04:57 PM EDT
You will marry JAMES BOND (most recently played by Pierce Brosnan) from the James Bond movies, live in many expensive penthouses filled with many girls and many martinis (shaken, not stirred), and spend your days driving explosive foreign cars and spying on villains with big egos and small brains. What's YOUR M * A * S * H future?
11:14 AM EDT
It's just one of those days.
11:11 AM EDT
This has got to be a new record. It's not even 8:30 am yet, and I'm already pissed off. I woke up feeling a lot better, sickness-wise, but then as I was getting ready to dry my hair, the phone rang. It was the hardwood floor guy, telling me that he was at the house (at 7:30, when I was told that they would be there between 8 and noon). Great.
Then I get to the house, only to find that they have a COD for the full amount of the work, not taking into account the one-third deposit we've already paid. I couldn't get anyone on the phone at the company, so I ran home to grab the invoice and a new checkbook. Oh, that's right. I was also out of checks.
Anyway, it's all been sorted out now. We put the rest of the work on my card, the floors are being refinished, and I'm off to work. Sigh.
08:39 AM EDT
Wednesday, January 16, 2002
Maybe we should put the Peab, Prism and Benster to work.
03:29 PM EDT
As usual, Tonya Harding shows up in the news just as the Olympics are about to start.
Yawn.
02:55 PM EDT
Something like this happened to my parents last year. My mom opened the water bill to find that she owed $7,000 or some such. She immediately ran around the house trying to ascertain whether one of the toilets had a REALLY BIG LEAK.
11:52 AM EDT
Whoopsie.
11:28 AM EDT
The last few days have been Not Good at All, for a variety of reasons -- sickness, work woes (Dave's, not mine), and trying to arrange our babysitting of the Wheel of Contractors -- but things seem to be settling out a bit today. I've cancelled a seminar that I was supposed to attend down in Cherry Hill next Wednesday, simply because I don't want to make that trek and lose another whole day in the office, and because I need the time to pack; I've also managed to make the DC jaunt a "Thursday morning to Friday night" endeavor as opposed to a two and a half day extravaganza. It also appears that the training previously scheduled for Phoenix will now be taking place on the east coast, which means an easier trip for me.
This weekend, we pack. And pack and pack. The plumbing problem with the kitchen radiator was resolved in a fifteen-minute visit yesterday, and the hardwood floors upstairs will be sanded, refinished and stained starting tomorrow. The phone is on, the furnace is working, and the bathroom is ready for patching, priming and painting. It's also helpful when your paralegal's husband manages a Villager's Hardware store and can help you out with selection of products. I can't wait to take my first bath in that beautiful clawfoot tub.
I've scheduled the final cleaning of the current rental, and we included a bit of a nastygram in with our rent to the landlady this month, detailing the whole heating oil/furnace service debacle, and asking her to schedule a final walkthrough with us. We'll be taking pictures, and also asking our realtor to accompany us, in order to avoid any charges of damage later on from the landlady. Granted, we're not really expecting to see our security deposit, but it'll be more ammunition if we have to file suit against her for the money.
Now, if I could just get rid of the walrus cough...
11:14 AM EDT
Tuesday, January 15, 2002
I took the McDonalds test, and guess what I got?
You can take the
McDonalds Product Test by Matio64
here!
08:51 PM EDT
HBO has ordered two more seasons of Six Feet Under. This makes me very happy.
08:15 PM EDT
I really can't articulate an explanation for this, so just...go and watch. Warning: disco music and Asian men in Speedos. Don't let this put you off.
07:50 PM EDT
Home. Sick. Running a fever of 101.5. Shoot me now.
12:14 PM EDT
Monday, January 14, 2002
I just had two fillings and the entire left side of my face is numb.
Owie.
07:32 PM EDT
So I got this job in August, and I haven't traveled at all. Suddenly, I'm Frequent Flyer girl. I did San Francisco last week, and just have been informed that I'll be in DC on 1/31 and 2/1. Then I'm off to Phoenix the week of the fourth.
I'd really like to spend some time in my new house, you know?
03:02 PM EDT
Which Internal Organ are you? Find out at willaston's lounge!
07:19 AM EDT
Sunday, January 13, 2002
The good news is that we kicked ass on getting house stuff done this weekend. I cleaned all of the floors, mopped the bathroom and kitchen, cleaned the counters and appliances, and we removed all of the icky wallpaper from the main bathroom. We also booked the floor refinishing for this Thursday, bought a new doorbell, mailboxes, and house numbers, and got some contact paper for the kitchen.
The bad news is that I'm sick, I have to get a filling replaced tomorrow night, and our landlady is a bitch from hell.
18 more days.
11:23 PM EDT
 Which David Bowie are you?
01:06 AM EDT
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