May 1, 2001
am quickly becoming a believer in checks and balances. As soon
as something happy happens, something upsetting or sad appears
just to balance out my life. Yesterday, Suz and I got a neat
house to rent (see here). Last night,
I started my wash and completely forgot to get it, and put it
in the dryer. Normally, this wouldn't be a big issue, except
that around here, they lock up the laundry rooms (someone going
to steal a washer at 2AM?), and so far, they haven't unlocked
them. It is now too late for me to get my clothes dry by the
time I need to go to work, which means wet clothes sitting in
my apartment (assuming they unlock the doors at 8AM so I can
get them) until 7 or 8PM tonight when I get home.
Fine, I said, as I tried the door to the locked laundry room, I'll just go to the ATM and drop off my dry cleaning, and pick up the stuff I'd left there last week. Off I go, zooming around town at an ungodly hour of the morning. Into the Ralphs, I hop. Get my money out of the ATM that is inside. Whip over to the dry cleaners. Curse, as I see the "Closed" sign hanging in the window. Immediately, I begin wondering again if the entire world is against me. To do all this stuff, it has to be a conspiracy, right? Wait a minute... why am I asking you? You're part of it! Get away... I'll.... oops. Never mind. Forgot I was writing. :)
OK, enough humour at my own expense. Take a look at the house (pictures of the inside were taken from the outside through the windows, which is why you see some reflection of the flash). We're going to sign the lease and take possession on Saturday, although we won't have hot water until later in the week, as the gas is turned off, and the gas company won't turn it on until they can get into the home. Have a good day!