Friday, April 18, 2014

Video du Jour: Jai Ganesha (MC Yogi)

A Series of Unfortunate Events

I was actually looking for something else when I found this quote... sitting here browsing through various jpgs Google served up while sucking hard on my albuterol inhaler and trying to avoid using my left index finger to type after a minor miscalculation while using the new style lancets for my glucose monitoring.  But I found this instead:

“If an optimist had his left arm chewed off by an alligator, he might say in a pleasant and hopeful voice, "Well this isn't too bad, I don't have a left arm anymore but at least nobody will ever ask me if I'm left-handed or right-handed," but most of us would say something more along the lines of, 
"Aaaaaa! My arm! My arm!” 
― Lemony Snicket, Horseradish

Now what leads me up to all this is a series of events. Some might say a series of unfortunate events. To me it was that last little straw that broke this camel's back, but instead of "aaaaaa! My back! My back!" I just have to laugh, because days like today where everything is either unpleasant or wrong only happen in books, right?

It started, as you all know, with the narrow escape in the shower, where I'd just rinsed my hair when the water ran out.  Of course, I looked at it as a stroke of luck rather than misfortune, although as the day wore on I began to have second thoughts about whether or not I could be happy about having clean hair, although no water.

As time wore on, I realized that I'd better get my laundry in before the big weekend rush, so I dragged my basket down to H building, and got one of the last washers as a family brought in basket after basket of dirty clothes.  I was pretty happy, until I went to get my clothes from the dryer, at which point I realized that my cloths were still wet, and I ended up hanging them around my room.  Even that was less than daunting, although I was becoming mildly annoyed with the day.

At that point I'd already had to deal with a return at Best Buy, Deal with an issue when Zazzle failed to send my commission payment to PayPal for the sales that was due me on April 15th.  (not a LOT of money, but 50 or 60 bucks goes a long way with me) and a problem with store credit not collecting an authorized payment made through my bank.  Hanging up the clothes around the room was manageable, but just one more thing.  

But I'm always game to go with it... to just keep plugging away... so I plugged in my vacuum and started on the living room rug.  Now this vacuum has issues.  There's some sort of weird static thing that results in the cat hair clinging to the top (exterior) of the vacuum head rather than getting sucked up into the canister.  But I figured I could live with that, as long as everything else was getting sucked up, which it was... until there was a rattle, a puff of smoke, and the click of the breaker, and I was left holding a smoking... and hot... and presumably dead (When something starts smoking and trips the breaker I'm not going to plug it back in and trouble shoot it) vacuum.

I could add the mis-adventure of the water bottle that was just too big and heavy for me to handle,   or the story of  how I discovered the Maverik OS and Linksys incompatibility, or how having updated my OS for my Mac resulted in the worst incompatibility issue I could imagine: the loss of my Photoshop Elements, at a time when I need the Photoshop for some of my school work.

I think at some point we all have days like this... or weeks... or months... or years.  Days when the best we can do is scream "AHHHH! MY ARM! MY ARM!"... followed by days when we can admit, that yes, "Perhaps it's not so bad..."   and eventually days when we can look back and either shake our heads at it or manage a bit of a chuckle.

from : A Series of Unfortunate Events
My series of unfortunate events is nowhere near as unfortunate as those of the Baudelaire orphans.... and perhaps much less entertaining.

Except for the water situation, which is tentatively resolved (the water is on, although there's less pressure and the water isn't exactly clear.)  these are all pretty much First World Problems... or at least Second World Problems (if there is such a thing) since I'd hardly rank a vacuum fire on par with brain-freeze from sucking down a Slurpy too fast... and while it's all annoying, it's unlikely to be fatal.

...unless, of course, I carelessly plug that vacuum back in without a fire extinguisher handy!

Water Water Everywhere... wait... no it isn't. (UPDATED)

So the water went off some time early this morning, as I found out after stepping into the shower.  I thought it was kinda odd that the water was so hot... but since we have a small water heater, I was lucky to have gotten the soap out of my hair before my discovery was made.

It doesn't escape my notice that this is a holiday weekend, and that it seems a pretty rotten time for something like this to go wrong, especially since the whole water crisis has been going on for a few days now, and they're only actually working on the repair portion of things now.

Maintenance here tells me that the contractors they hired SHOULD be done by 5:00.

They also tell me that if they AREN'T done by 5:00,  water will remain off all weekend.

It's a little after 1:00, and I'm coming to an appreciation over just how much water we do use.  Flushing toilets, washing hands... it's not all about drinking.

And I know the weekend rush for the laundry is coming, now that the only operating laundry rooms are on the other side of the complex...

It becomes rather difficult to hold on to optimism when faced with the knowledge I may not be able to shower until Monday morning when the gym at school re-opens.

And, just to rub salt in the wound, I should mention that our apartment is in the back corner, just a wall away from the carwash for the Toyota dealership, so we also hear water running all day long.


More trucks arrive.  More people milling around the hole... this doesn't look good.

I decided with the weekend coming... and this...

that it was a good time to do laundry, before the rush hit tonight and tomorrow.

So I dragged my little rolling basket over to H, just in time, because I wasn't the only person with that idea.  Tay may find herself left out in the cold when it comes to clean clothes.  She doesn't want to cart her laundry over to H, and her basket is overflowing.   I don't think she fully realizes what a challenge it will be to get laundry done if all 350+ units have laundry to do this weekend, and only a dozen small machines in two locations to get it done with.    I was lucky.  If the water doesn't come on (or if it comes on after maintenance hours and they don't unlock the laundry rooms for the weekend) there are going to be a lot of unwashed people in stinky clothing.   I don't intend to be one of them!