The Artistic Vision Of My Life

monkey fighters*

December 7, 2009 at 10:53 am (Home, Rant)

Oh, where to begin.

These past few months, and this past week in particular, has been hectic enough to keep me from blogging.

There were, of course, the normal life demands like my jobs, Thanksgiving, and trying to squeeze in a few minutes here and there with Sweetpea (although never enough between my 1.5 jobs and his 1.5 jobs).  And then there was The Great Bungled Move of ’09**.

I was originally supposed to move on Monday, November 23rd.  I went to the leasing office the Friday before to pick up the my keys.  Cue lots of confusion, a flurry of phone calls to the manager and t he workmen, a frantic hunt for the keys with the ultimate verdict that the apartment wasn’t ready yet.  A quick visit to the apartment revealed that there was a great deal of work to be done (painting, laying carpet,patching holes, installing appliances, getting the bathroom in working order, etc.).  Fine, I’m flexible.  I made some calls, got everything rescheduled, and accepted the offer of half off January’s rent.

Bright and early the following Monday, I arrived  with a car full of glassware to pick up my keys.  Only to learn that the apartment STILL wasn’t ready.  Please note, that this was 30 minutes before the moving truck was scheduled to arrive.  More phone calls, another inspection, and a solemn promise that the apartment would be ready by Tuesday.  Fine, I called the movers again and rescheduled for the second time.  (All I have to say is that they better thank God that I came by when I did, instead of at noon with a fully loaded moving truck.)  I placed several phone calls through out the day to check on the progress and confirmed that I would be able to move the next day.

Tuesday comes, the movers come, the actual move goes off without a hitch.  But . . . then I start checking stuff out.  There are an unacceptable number of things wrong, both big and small.  The big include a barely functioning toilet and shower (both draining slooowly), a non-useable dishwasher, and a non-working fridge (which I discovered was non-working after I had put all of my frozen foods in it).  The small include no peephole, no mailbox key, no shower curtain rod (and thus no shower curtain), and other minor inconveniences.

After placing many, many calls to the office last week ( I am now on a first name basis with all of the staff), I had the bulk of the problems fixed by Friday, mostly thanks to one industrious workman who is outraged on my behalf (Thanks, Paul <3).  I no longer have to carefully plan my bathroom use.  I no longer have to huddle aganst the back corner of the shower for a refreshing 60 second shower.  My fridge is working and I get to go on massive grocery shopping spree (yay!) to replace the food lost.  My dishwasher is fully operational and I can do dishes all day and all night (yay!).

Now that I can actually live in my apartment, I’m pretty happy.  I’m going to appeal to management to waive the remainder of January’s rent (to at least replace the lost food, to say noting of the inconveniences).  It has a some issues (like significant slopes and dips in the floor) but it does has new appliances and I’m liking the carpeting more and more every day.

Here’s a little video walk-through of my new pad.  Please pardon my poor filming skills.

*Monkey fighter.

**I don’t think I even mentioned on here that I was moving (bad, baaad blogger). Anyway, that was my 3rd major goal for the year: graduate, new job, move – check, check, aaand check.