I made a leisurely haul to my only class of the day, which was to begin at 10 past 1:00PM. The fifty minutes of class, as always, vanished far-too quickly to make me feel fulfilled.
When the class ended, I got back into my car and drove home. I spent nearly as much time in class as I did in my car. With the gas prices on the rise, school-based debt is beginning to look increasingly reasonable.
I was notified today that I won a relatively expensive gift-card for attending legal research training. It will definitely go to good use, and will save me quite a bit of money.
Behind the scenes - on the home front – landlord problems abound. The house that Roommate and I currently lease was an investment project by two people who had no business investing in and renovating real estate. The electrical system is the lowest quality possible. When one light goes out, all the lights in the vicinity go out at the same time. The probability of this occurring in every room is nearly impossible. The wiring was definitely not done by a professional.
Our plumbing is a classic horror. Not only do we lose all hot water in our showers after two minutes, only to regain it back ten minutes later, and then lose it again, but nearly every drain has backed up. We notified our landlord of the problem back in December, and it still remains unfixed. He sent a general contractor who spent three-hours trying to fix it, who then called his neighbor who was a plumber – I could have done the same thing. After plumber explained what to do on the phone, the contractor was unable to fix anything. Two plumbers later, we were left with a “Sorry, it is because the hot water heater is so small.” We still lose hot water after two minutes.
I have become a master-toilet plunger (and Roommate loves me for it). Not only do the toilets refuse to drain, but Roommate’s shower becomes a pool. She has tried every type of drain de-clogger (even the professional stuff); nothing works.
We have gone through two different dishwashers. What did they expect? When you purchase the cheapest model on the market, these things happen. Our washer/dryer unit has ceased working and our boiler (it is what the heating oil goes through to make thing hot) has shutdown multiple times and refused to start back up many more times.
Our neighbors love us, and really want us to stay for the next two years – I think they just like my cookies. However, I keep telling them that I think the landlord hates us. When they ask why, I usually tell them that Roommate and I want far-too-much, like heat, hot water and an electrical system that works. We ask too much.”
However, things remained cordial between the landlord and Roommate and I until recently. We have repeatedly told the landlord and their real estate agent ,who is attempting to sell the house at an astronomical price, that we will not allow them to have any “open houses.” Not only is there a dog to deal with, but I study at home. On top of that, I refuse to allow strangers open access to my residence where I have expensive items – plus, why would I allow them to have a fully furnished house (which makes it easier to sell) when we are not benefitting in any way. This was made clear.
When Roommate received a call on Saturday, it became clear that it was far more beneficial for us to have her as the point-person for the rental. I would have blown up. The landlord left a message informing us that there would be an open house the next Sunday, and that the dog cannot be on the premises.
Yeah, right. Like that is happening. I made Roommate promise not to call the landlord back unless I was present; I needed some free entertainment.
Landlord is a wimp. When she called him back yesterday, his wife was the one who was arguing with us. She attempted to tell us that they “let us have the dog in the house” and that we should let them hold the open house. Roommate blurted out laughing that they did not let us do anything, and that, again, the dog is not leaving the house, that she would be gone studying, and that I would be there studying. She also made it clear that, since final were approaching, there is not a chance in the world that they would be able to hold the open house. After the landlord’s wife made a laughable offer to have her kids watch the dog, Roommate was sure to mention the fact that the water STILL was not working correctly.
I think I want too much out of life.
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