Wednesday, June 12, 2019
Waiting on the a.c. guys--again. I said yes ten days ago. Yesterday I was told that they needed to replace a part. Today, I can't get a call back. The tenant came back from a trip last night. She called this morning to tell me the temp a.c. was leaking onto the wood floor.
Why is life so hard?
I should sell my house and rent.
And so I wait, taking time off from work needlessly. This is not how I wish to do it.
I read the papers this morning. Things are getting worse, they say. No one knows how to make it better. We are ingesting plastic and suffering from bad weather. Our retirement funds are going bankrupt.
I will bury my head in this (link).
Posted by cafe selavy at 8:40 AM