After 3 very full days in a row, I'm ready to be done with this week.
Sunday I spent almost 12hours doing laundry at my parents house because it hadn’t been done in almost 3 weeks. At the end of the laundry marathon I was ready for bed but still had to drive 30mins home, carry the laundry up 2 flights of stairs, and put it all away. The putting it away part is the worst of all laundry parts followed closely by folding. Oh how I miss my laundry machines and vow to never live in another place without in-unit laundry!!!
Monday I took a shower and was getting ready for work when I noticed a moldy smell in my bedroom closet. I pulled out my hamper from the corner and discovered the wall to be wet and moldy. Fantastic. So I pull everything away from the corner and head to work where I was too busy to call maintenance. Then I headed to my hair appointment and ended up getting home close to 10pm – also too late to call for help.
Tuesday I worked from home in order to shower, pull stuff out of my closet and shower and vanity area where the walls were wet, and call the maintenance guy – I was also praying that it would be a quick fix but secretly preparing for needing to move out for a week while plumbing repairs were done. The guy came and fixed it in less than 1 hour!! He had to pull the back of my shower off to get to the pipes but he repaired the leak, bleached all the moldy areas, and caulked it back together in less than an hour. I heart him. After working I went to the dentist and then led a team meeting which went longer than expected so I didn’t get home until almost 11pm.
I’m so ready for a down time night! Or maybe just bedtime before midnight when I get up at 5am? Is that too much to ask?