We have lived here for 8 weeks.
We have cleaned from top to bottom.
We have had our first mishap and are still waiting for it to be fixed. I have had an appointment scheduled for weeks and have my fingers crossed that the contractor will actually show up on August 6th.
Yesterday it got even better. We now have an indoor swimming pool. Okay, more like a wading pool. The girl's 3rd floor bathroom, that one that we are all using for showering since the above mishap, has sprung a leak.
Well, maybe.
It might be the neighbors 3rd floor washer. But we spoke with them last night and the husband assured Tim that no laundry was done yesterday.
The only problem is that now I can't replicate the problem. The owner wants to wait until it happens again or until we can figure out where the water is coming from. It isn't leaking through the ceiling, it is leaking through the exhaust fan over the washer and dryer. Excuse me while I hyperventilate.
Doesn't that just sound lovely? Who wants to come swim with us? May can not come fast enough.
While considering buying a house versus renting I came across an article Melissa, author of Suburban Bliss, had posted on her site. Check it out here.
Oh, and just so you know the reason that I am hyperventilating is that we are paying for the first mishap. I still think that there was a weak spot in the tub and Tim just had the great luck of finding it. An accident yes, but an accident costing us a few hundred dollars to have fixed. The owner is less than happy with us at this point, the feeling is mutual.
Are we going to be stuck with the bill for this as well?
