I used to think Condo living was the life for me...
That thought lasted a few years, until the maintenance fees skyrocketed and the maintenance itself got away from me...
So I left the condo life behind and moved South a few miles to an apartment.
There are a lot of things I like about my new life.
But today I am especially liking the maintenance.
My washer/dryer seemed a little off a few weeks ago. One call to the office and I had a brand new washer/dryer the next day:)
And yesterday, as I was preparing comfort food for the Browns game (let's not say any more about the game), I noticed that my dining room carpet was sopping wet.
First I checked the fridge and dishwasher…no leaks there.
Then I checked the case of water sitting in my dining room – all intact.
I no longer have dogs, cats, or little kids hanging around...it was not pee....
So I made the call…
Maintenance was knocking on my door within a few minutes. The nice gentleman determined that the pipe in the wall was leaking and he was willing to fix it immediately. But that meant tearing a hole in my wall.
BUT….I have company coming…. No problem – what time is good for you??? (Really????) Well, I will be leaving here right after the Browns game (if you can call it that) to bring my parents back home, so any time after that is fine.
When I got back home later that evening, feeling exhausted from cooking and driving and watching the Browns lose, I was thinking that I did not want to deal with a maintenance man in my apartment; I just wanted to let my Ta Tas free (in celebration of the day) and relax with a book.
No worries….maintenance man was there and gone during the 90 minutes that I had been getting my parents home. Granted I had a hole in my kitchen wall, and there was a huge fan blowing air on the carpet to dry things out…and a note letting me know that he would be back in the morning (while I was at work) to fix the wall.
But I had the place to myself….to do as I liked.
Yeah, apartment living is the life for me:)