I don’t feel as if I’ve accomplished much, and I may have to back-track if they decide to lay new carpet before the bed gets here. Every time I shower, dog hairs are in the drain, so they’re in my hair as well as on my feet. I really want to cry. This is just not fun.
If they replace the carpet, it means everything has to come out of the bedroom and the closet and the only places for them are the bathroom and the living room/kitchen. And I get to do the moving.
Unngh. After that, tell me how much I’ve accomplished and I’ll probably agree with you. ;o]
And for my next trick, I’m going to bed.
It’s been a long day. The bathroom floor was filthy, by-the-way, and I’m so disgusted I can’t stand myself. I’m half tempted to save the offending Wet-Jet pad and give it to the manager if she shows up next week.
GAH!!!
I almost wish this was another time of year because things will stagnate now, and it will be December before anything is done.