Good Lord Mr Landlord

[keywords: ]

Today was almost the day of no posts. I really intended to write something every day but today has been such a hectic mess that its been difficult to sit down to write at all. My landlord has called me three times this week to let me know that the guy would be delaying his coming by to measure the upstairs for the carpet. Of course, since he wasn't supposed to swing by any time soon I moved my stuff back upstairs, as I didn't want to continue working off my kitchen table.

Well no sooner had I done that then I got a call from my landlord that the guy should be coming by soon.

I had assumed by soon he must mean this week, maybe tomorrow? later today? As soon as the question popped out of my mouth however, someone beeped in on the other line and a nice sense of doom creeped in. On the other line was my sister, telling me that there was a man at my door who had come to measure the apartment.

We measured as best we could around everything and they are coming in to put down the carpet at 10am tomorrow morning. Which means I have to get everything put away before then. Which means moving everything. Again.

EDIT [7:55A] Just checked the room that initially got the damage and the door is leaking again. I may not get a carpet today after all. If I moved everything downstairs again for nothing I will surely cry.

Comment [3] [permalink]

Good Start!

[keywords: ]

Well I seem to have gotten the job I applied for which was the start of the good times.

Secondly it seems that I am finally going to get my apartment fixed from the hurricane damage. The floor is going to get pulled up and the door replaced. They are then going to replace the carpet over the entire upstairs, and replace the carpet on the stairs. After that they will be moving downstairs and pulling up the carpet in the livingroom and replacing it with tile. Once the tile is down they are going to buff and wax the floor and hopefully at that point I will have a washer and dryer to put in as well.

After that it's a short hop in to repaint the ceilings and my townhouse will be all brand new looking. If I could get them to replace the god aweful wallpaper in the kitchen I'd feel even better.

Oh yeah, and the Patriots absolutely dominated the Jags. Woot woot!

Comment [6] [permalink]

Ghetto Apartment

[keywords: ]

I love my apartment, it's really nice to walk inside from the hot Louisiana heat and hit the air conditioned kitchen. To take that first step into the house, then rapidly spin around and shut the door, closing out the suns rays like they were crazy demons intent on my destruction. That feeling of home as I turn to survey the house and make sure the neighbors didn't make off with my stereo while I was out. Unfortunately the love affair ends there. Though the house is welcoming, it is only so because of a forced familiarity. Nothing in there is really something that I'm proud of or reflective of who I am. Though I don't need a karmatic balance or feng shui, I would like to look through my apartment and be proud of it... I'd like my apartment to be a little less ghetto.

By ghetto I mean the furnishings and such do not match at all. None of it. I mean honestly with the amount of built up crap that I have something should match on accident. Yet there isn't a single item that does. My light brown entertainment center (straight outta wal-mart) my thick oak coffee table (straight outta my moms house) my huge bright red throw pillow (straight outta Compton... no really, the Compton swap meet gots phat lewt) combine to do nothing but confuse visitors. The light pine dvd shelf looks very interesting next to the black and silver plastic cd shelf. My entertainment center *should* look nice, but I was smart enough to buy a vcr/dvd surround sound system that only had input jacks on the front, so instead of a slightly geeky tech look it looks as though it were assimilated by the Borg. My living room should speak of comfort and entertainment, not make me mouth "resistance is futile" when I sit there too long.

My goal is to remedy this. I would like to have something other than plain blinds on my windows. I would like to have a room that I love the feel of. I would very much enjoy having items in my house that I don't have to consider if they are even worth bringing with me when I move to a new place eventually. I want furniture that I can be proud of for a reason other than the fact that I put it together all by myself when I brought it home from wal-mart.

I want to stop spending my nights awake and sweating, wondering how many of my friends have figured out that "I'm going for a chaotic blend of styles and shapes to reflect my exquisite inner turmoil" really means "I'm too cheap to buy matching furniture".

Comment [11] [permalink]