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Another rant about the downhill slide of the English language: was in a telecom today at work discussing an issue. In trying to form a solution there was a debate about how much software would help fix this vs. hiring and training some staff. I was on the side of hiring, so one of my colleagues summarized it as, "Lainey wants more bellybuttons." I had to stop and think WTH? oy vey.
I am getting super-frustrated with some things regarding the Land of Manana, namely getting this g-dd-mned hot water tank up and running again. I haven't had hot water for one week now. The guys finally came to get everything fixed and up to code and I was all excited to be able to FINALLY take a shower tonight (mind you, my last shower was last Friday night - I've been spot bathing since). After confirming with the plumber that everything was A-okay, I just got home from some errands in Santa Fe to discover I have no water going to my one and only sink...the shower seems to be running but at a much lower pressure (though it seems like there is some hot water finally). I am afraid to use the toilet lest THAT runs out of water. Gaahhhhhhhhhhhh!
SiouzQ, I feel you. Our hot water at my large apartment complex is pretty iffy. There was one day it was so cold I got numb fingers. If I let the water run a long time sometimes that helps, but then the water runs longer than the shower I take.
My pet peeve is traffic grid lock! If you live or drive in the city then learn how to drive here! When the light is green you still need to have enough room to get through the intersection, And don't you dare honk at me for not causing more gridlock!
What a horrible day! Finally figured out the insects in my apartment are because of the hailstone damage to window screens. It is a mess of tree trimming and chopping all day into the evening. My plumbing is also acting up in my apartment! And, my carbon monoxide detectors kept going off because a neighbors vehicle and the tree chopping equipment filled my apartment with the gas. This led to feeling like poo of course!
Then, I found out I have to start job hunting again in nowheresville. And, No I am not eligilble for the military, I am too old.
So I have to sign up for a job that I loathe tomorrow to pay the bills. I don't know if I can stand the stress from it!
I am dealing with yet another medical problem that has cropped up, I feel like a professional patient. I have to wrap this one up as quickly as possible because my Cobra end Jan 1 and the deductibles to stay in a similar plan with all my doctors has a ridiculously high deductible. I want to live a simple life but I feel like my health is getting in the way of that. Grrrrr.....
Noise pollution - round the clock and all of the time - I am so tired of the constant noise where I live. It is absurd! Vehicles without mufflers, kids and adults screaming, adults yelling into their cellphones, music blasting from vehicles, motorcycles driving through a 20 mile zone at 50 miles an hour.
I hate noise, and I get everything (mechanical) from float planes and personal watercraft to mowers, blowers, chainsaws, generators, and on and on. I've lived on thoroughfares that weren't as noisy as this picturesque suburb. I swear my next place is going to be a soundproof high rise. :D I can't complain about people or dog noises, so I guess that's good news.
I am also dealing with carbon monoxide from all of this equipment outside, it is making me sick and woozy.
Heck, even going to the park is a noise fest because people have to blast the music in their vehicles. The one place you think that you will only hear nature.
Funny story, so someone is outside for an hour or more talking about personal stuff on their cell phone. Talking so loud everyone could hear. So finally I stick my head to the window screen and tell her how she should deal with the situation she was talking about on the phone. She has a hissy of course. And I said, well if you don't want people to know your personal business then don't stand underneath my window yelling about it for an hour. Honestly, she was so dumb and unmannered that she didn't think anything about her behavior. There is NO Way! I would be yelling my personal business into a cell phone where someone could hear about it. Strangely, people do this in public places like Post Offices, libraries and stores too. I don't get it!
Today our foster dog, a refugee from a puppy mill, chewed off a piece of our 1860's dining table leg. People! I cannot move large pieces of furniture up and out of her way.
last week she destroyed a vintage sari by pulling it off the curtain rod. But that is easily replaced, vintage saris are inexpensive, believe it or not.
But my dining table, the one single piece of furniture DH and I together like?
Arrrrgh!!!