Another Friday off. Another day I get to sleep a bit more.
I feel much better today. I got out of work at 7:47. I felt dirty. I felt like my body was covered in dirt. My face felt like I had dipped it into a deep fryer. I wanted to wash it badly. Actually I just wanted to get out of these clothes. I hate to think what time I would have left if the project had not been scaled back.
Seeing that I would get home after 8 I decided that a liquid supper was appropriate. I was happy to see that Burt's had stocked up on the craft brews. So I had myself a happy dilemma. What to get and having to wait until it was cold enough to enjoy. When I saw the North Coast Rasputin Imperial Stout I knew it would come with me. But I needed something cold to drink right away. The Great Lakes Irish Ale sounded good. And it was. The Imperial was not as good as I hoped. Maybe when I down one later I will change my mind.
I am off from work for a couple of reasons. Main one being a buddy's wedding later. I also took the time to have the city come in and replace the water meter. Not sure why they need to do it as they did so just a couple of years back. I have been given that window- between 9 and 12- for them to arrive. Now I sit back and play the waiting game.
I did go down to make sure the meter was free and clear of any debris. I am glad I did. The meter is located next to the tenant's washing machine. Covering the meter was a chair and a bunch of dirty clothes. Ugh! I pulled the chair out and pushed it out of the way without trying to touch any of the dirty socks that I could see in the pile of clothes. I figured if there were socks there could be some nasty undies in there too and I wasn't going to touch anything. After I moved the chair there was still a heap of clothes around the meter. I looked and saw the snow shovel. Yep, I shoveled clothes out of the way. When the person* is done I will put the chair back (I know the tenants won't) and shovel the clothes back into the area. I am not sure whether to ask them to clean that up or not because it will probably fall on deaf ears. I have tried to explain to them that I don't have my dirty clothes laying around in a shared space and appreciate they don't as well. This works for a couple of months and then it starts over. Seems futile.
I should probably put some pants on. Have a good weekend everybody and rock on with your bad selfs!
*gender neutral- could be a chick that comes over and fixes the meter. Cue porn music and my "Dear Penthouse, I never thought this would happen to me..." story.