I think that tonight marks the 12th night we are here in our new place.

The apt management fixed a few little things we pointed out.
But they haven't yet fixed the smelly fridge.

The maintenance guy said he didn't smell anything wrong.
Shooot.
Today I tried to ignore the apt and sleep.
Tomorrow I will ask hubby to deal with management again.

He can't smell anything either but I smell that the fan underneath the fridge in blowing foul smelling air through the kitchen and the rest of the apt.

If they don'f fix/clean it/get me a new fridge I will take it apart this weekend -- getting upset.

Yesterday while I was away at work, hubby set up my office in a little bedroom for me. He also unpacked most of my book boxes.

And I have DSL! The phone company started billing be for it even though they said at one point that I couldn't get it in this "facility." My techie friend came over on the weekend, but all she had to do was plug in the computer and put in the phone. That's a good thing at least.

Slept all day.
Feel sad.
Crying this evening.
Not sure why.

Mari