General Winter Attacks

[arisbe]

Not a good day to have my hooded snorkel coat at the cleaners.

On the other hand, a very good day to have a down vest under my waxed canvas duster, a down hat on my head, and warm gloves on my hands.

And thank God the wind was not as brutal as when I came home last night.

And now -- I just got the call -- the ceiling is starting to fall in the kitchen. The old guy upstairs died a month ago and they are fixing his place up, dislodging plaster weakened by all the flooding he caused in his senility. (He was not well loved. When his wife was taken to the nursing home he claimed to have broken her back, and the consensus in the building was that if he didn't it wasn't because he didn't try.)

Many things have to be moved and put into storage we can't afford just to give workmen access.

The super has agreed to put plastic under the kitchen ceiling to catch the plaster until it can be repaired, and I have already put in for a personal day Friday for other purposes.

Comments

[weret-hekau.livejournal.com]

That sucks. I don't like people in my apartment when I'm not there, especially because of the cat. (jewelry can be replaced)

[arisbe.livejournal.com]

Sucks, all right.

The very major cleanup can't be put off any longer.

Which may not be a bad thing in the end.

[weret-hekau.livejournal.com]

Oh, in the end it will be great. Improvements of any kind make the whole place seem new sometimes. But it's still a pain in the meantime. Could have been worse.

[rengal.livejournal.com]

I sure hope you're super will compensate you accordingly. That is a major yuckiness.