Apartment Fiasco, Cont'd
So yesterday I was getting ready for dinner and a play, and I put on a cute pair of jeans. I was a bit confused because they were wet, and for a brief second I thought, "Did I do laundry recently and not hang them up to dry?" As soon as I ruled that I started taking down other pairs of pants from the shelf to see if they were wet. Uh-oh, they were. I got a chair and a flashlight, and found a leak in my closet ceiling. Fortunately it seems like a pretty slow leak. I put a pan under it, hoping to catch all the water, and scoped out the rest of the apartment. That's the only spot that's leaking, which is good I guess. I finally caved and put in a service request. We'll see how long it takes them to respond.
In other apartment news, the small light above my kitchen sink isn't working. I unscrewed everything Thursday evening to get the bulb out so I could take it with me to Home Depot, and it wouldn't come apart. It seems glued to the ceiling. The last time I knelt on the kitchen counters for awhile, I bruised my legs horribly, and I really don't want to get back on them. So I'm avoiding them and hoping that if I stare at the light long enough it'll work. Or if I just leave it and not care, it can get fixed before the next tenant moves in. I have a feeling I won't be that patient.
Which brings me to my third point. I think I'm moving. I need to talk to Mary's mom, look at her house again, nail down rent and expenses and catches. I ran into a friend of my parents at the play last night, and talked to him about looking at some of his property. I'll probably call and set that up later this week. I guess I shouldn't have written that letter if I was going to move anyway, but if the only reason I don't want to move are that it's cold and my best friend lives across the hall, it's time to go. I need to review my contract but I'm pretty sure the earliest I can be out is December 31st. I'm on month-to-month lease now, and I think you have to give them notification by the end of the month previous to the month you want to move. Or something like that. We'll see. I still have 2 weeks left to make up my mind. Hopefully the house is still available.
In other apartment news, the small light above my kitchen sink isn't working. I unscrewed everything Thursday evening to get the bulb out so I could take it with me to Home Depot, and it wouldn't come apart. It seems glued to the ceiling. The last time I knelt on the kitchen counters for awhile, I bruised my legs horribly, and I really don't want to get back on them. So I'm avoiding them and hoping that if I stare at the light long enough it'll work. Or if I just leave it and not care, it can get fixed before the next tenant moves in. I have a feeling I won't be that patient.
Which brings me to my third point. I think I'm moving. I need to talk to Mary's mom, look at her house again, nail down rent and expenses and catches. I ran into a friend of my parents at the play last night, and talked to him about looking at some of his property. I'll probably call and set that up later this week. I guess I shouldn't have written that letter if I was going to move anyway, but if the only reason I don't want to move are that it's cold and my best friend lives across the hall, it's time to go. I need to review my contract but I'm pretty sure the earliest I can be out is December 31st. I'm on month-to-month lease now, and I think you have to give them notification by the end of the month previous to the month you want to move. Or something like that. We'll see. I still have 2 weeks left to make up my mind. Hopefully the house is still available.