There’s a smoke detector somewhere in the building that’s been chirping its need of new batteries for the last few days. I finally called the office today to report it (I can’t believe the people downstairs didn’t do this already, seeing as it sounds like it’s coming from the second floor), but I didn’t call until after the office closed for the day, so it’s still chirping. Driving me nuts.<\/p>\n
The light in the front stairwell has been burnt out for weeks. I reported that too. I guess the people who used to report such things have all moved out. Either that or Mr. Fonts & Colors has grown more lax about checking the state of the apartments under his care.<\/p>\n
The day after tomorrow will mark the 1-year anniversary of the day I got sick with whatever it is has kept me in varying degrees of crumminess all year. One. Year. That’s a very long time. I’ve hated this year. I’m ready for a new one. Luckily for me, a new one is on its way, but I’m putting it on notice from the get-go: it had BETTER be better than this year has been. I’m in no mood to put up with another year of crumminess.<\/p>\n
The weather should also start handing out a little more sunlight. Waking up in the dark, leaving work in the dark, and having the few day-light hours spread horizon to horizon with thick grey clouds is ok for a while, but I need a break.<\/p>\n
The house is dirty. Nobody seems to be cleaning it…<\/p>\n
I slipped and fell on the ice in the apartment parking lot today. One minute I was walking along thinking how dangerous it was to have new snow over several inches of slick ice, the next minute I was on the ground with my legs twisted and my bags scattered in the snow. Now I have a massive bruise on my right hip, a twisted shoulder, and a swollen right wrist. Oh, and a whole lot of grumpiness towards the apartment manager for not sanding or salting or even plowing very much. I told him as much when I called this evening.<\/p>\n
I’m turning 30 next week. This is freaking me out a little. I had big plans for my 20s, and very few of those plans panned out. I don’t think I’ll be accomplishing anything else significant in the next week.<\/p>\n
Complaining makes me want to complain more, so maybe I’ll stop. Really, stuff’s going relatively well. I know people who are dealing with really tough things. I’m not, actually. I’d do well to remember that. I should also remember, while I diss this past year, that while it dealt out some crumminess, it also gave me time to learn a lot about myself. I’ve become a lot more comfortable with the person I’ve grown into these past few years, so that’s a plus.<\/p>\n
And with that, I think I’ll go see if P wants to call it a night.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
There’s a smoke detector somewhere in the building that’s been chirping its need of new batteries for the last few days. I finally called the office today to report it (I can’t believe the people downstairs didn’t do this already, seeing as it sounds like it’s coming from the second floor), but I didn’t call … Continue reading Random Complaints<\/span>