And I'm moving. Again.
Bonnie ( the lady who helps manage the building from the Big Boss side) made a spontaneous stop by today, and thankfully Miss Chimney was smoking. Bonnie agreed that it was from her suite, we knocked on her door, she was told if she was caught again, she' be evicted ('Cause y'know...they haven't said THAT before... <.< Company that cried wolf...) and yadda yadda. I got fed up, and I went down to office to talk to her just now, and I said it's obvious we're not going to catch her, and I'm sick of smelling the smoke, and not having my mom or niece visit because the smell is too strong. I want to switch suites.
So I'm moving to the main floor. I can begin moving now, essentially. Though she said to wait until Monday, but I don't see why. Though I might be waiting anyway purely because I have a dress rehearsal for the wedding tonight and then the wedding tomorrow (help...) and it's just going to be nuts. Being in the wedding party, I can't exactly take off early either. Bah...
But that's the news, that's the plan. I dunno. One thing "fixed" in a way, but now I gotta stress about cutting my stuff down so that this (*gestures to room around her*) doesn't happen again in that place... But also means money for movers and ugh...
Joy.
So I'm moving to the main floor. I can begin moving now, essentially. Though she said to wait until Monday, but I don't see why. Though I might be waiting anyway purely because I have a dress rehearsal for the wedding tonight and then the wedding tomorrow (help...) and it's just going to be nuts. Being in the wedding party, I can't exactly take off early either. Bah...
But that's the news, that's the plan. I dunno. One thing "fixed" in a way, but now I gotta stress about cutting my stuff down so that this (*gestures to room around her*) doesn't happen again in that place... But also means money for movers and ugh...
Joy.