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HOLY SHIT! I found one of Dante's layers of hell that he left out of the book - construction on one's home...
my apartment complex is under code (makes me feel better than not up to code). Last week they were legally bound to install new smoke detectors. they were supposed to have my bulding donw Monday - it wasn't, they changed their plans and would get to mine last, but it had to be done tuesday I was assured, so i was not to worry. right, tuesday came, tuesday went, no smoke detector...came in on wednesday. So I get a message yesterday on my door, refurbishing the exterior of the apartment complex - according to them it will take a week to do our deck. right...i'm thinking 3 weeks. might not be bad, right, but wait, it gets better!! THEY WORK UNTIL 7:30PM Thats right, I get home from a long day and still have 1-4 hours of hammering, nail guns, loud spanish, dropping things, and did I mention NAIL GUNNING?!?!?! lord, my head hurts, I feel bad for the cat too!
sheesh, i'm tired, i'm out!