That sounds like a lot of work emptying everything and now alot of work putting it back.
((((HUGS))))
bizi

Somehow I managed to get everything done. I moved some things around, and I'm not sure I'm happy with the changes, but things are just going to have to stay as is because I've decided the project is over.

I laid down for my nap fully clothed because I was waiting for someone from maintenance to come and fix the kitchen light. Of course no one came.

I got in a 4 hour nap, and got an extra hour of sleep last night, but I'm exhausted and in pain. I did way too much.

I have an appointment for a PAP smear at 10:30 today. That's something that's always worth looking forward to…

After that I have to visit my insurance agency. We paid off our car (YAY!!!) and I have to drop off a copy of the new title so they can fax it to the insurance company.

When I get home I'm going to have to do a load of laundry because my husband doesn't have any more clean work clothes. I really hope I don't have to wait all day for the 1 functioning washing machine in the building to be free. That one load really won't even make a dent in my dirty laundry pile. Maybe my husband will go with me to the laundromat this weekend? I'm sure he'd just be thrilled!

Wow kay,
you did a lot!
No wonder you are sore this morning. I am hoping that you have hubby's help and go to the laundry mat this weekend. It is not your fault the machine is broken!
bizi

I've been lucky… I was able to get a load of laundry in as soon as I got home yesterday, and I have one in the dryer now. I don't feel like I'm drowning in laundry anymore, but had I been able to utilize that other washer, I would have been able to eliminate the entire laundry pile this week. I usually do two loads at a time (everyone does), but I don't feel like it would be fair for me to do back to back loads in the only washer in the building.

Maintenance finally came to fix the light in the kitchen yesterday afternoon! It was nice not to have to cook in the dark last night :)
The office sent me an email request to take a survey about my maintenance experience regarding the lock lol. I did fill it out, and was honest, but not bitchy.

Dottie got into the cabinets under the kitchen sink this morning and she fought me like hell when I tried to pull her out. She's gotten stuck in the wall before, and my husband had to enlarge a hole back there so she could get out. She's so fat now (21 lbs) if she was able to get in the wall, we'd never be able to get her out. She bangs the cabinets all the time trying to get in there and it drives us nuts…
I'm going to the hardware store today to get stuff to childproof the cabinets under the kitchen and bathroom sinks. In the meantime, she keeps trying to get back in there, so I've taped the cabinets closed with packing tape. But that only lasts so long because Rocky chews on it, which isn't a good thing either. Fortunately he hasn't discovered the tape is there yet.

pudge went into the couch threw a small hole. she disappeared for 12 hours. then i figured where she went. the porter tore a big hole is the couch and then we nabbed her and i bought gorilla tape. oudge was back in there. finally removed the legs of the couch. do something extreme! it is far from funny when it is happening to you

When she was stuck, I didn't know she was missing until I was going to the bathroom and heard her meowing… I was frantic until we got her out :(

it is really traumatic....i thought pudge was going to die

I ran into my neighbor in the laundry room and asked her if she was having any trouble with the lock on the outer door... She's 82 and pleasantly confused, but said at one point she had to "work on it a little bit" before she could get in. During the same conversation she couldn't recall her son's name though.

sad but lol

Wow, we all have issues with hiding animals.

One of my kitties had a present waiting in the picture window when I returned
from Kokomo. I had to go to my son and his girlfriend to have it removed.

I hate mice. Dead or otherwise.


Then last night I got a call from Derrick about 9pm. His dog dobey had been
attacked while he was walking him by a big dog. He was so upset I was
worried about a seizure. But also of course the dog.

He couldn't see any marks from a bit. But knew the kids that were helping
with their dog. And one had gotten dobey for him thought he had been once
bit.
So I had him call his provider Shannon, and she and her son Chris who is
his best friend. Went to check and make police report.

So nice for such good friends. She has been a friend for over 10 years.

Donna :hug::grouphug: