Living Quarters
It is certainly time to find a new place to live. Our oven has a gas leak, so they had to shut off the gas to the oven. This means that until they have the time and/or money to replace it, we are back to cooking anything we DO eat on an electric skillet or in the microwave. Now, I don’t mind doing that if I know that the place I am staying at doesn’t have an oven or cooktop of some kind. But when one is shelling out seven hundred dollars a month for a place with a stove, the stove should damned well work.
They are telling us that they can’t afford a new stove, and keep trying to get their maintanance guy to come fix the stove. They actually have TWO of them. One says the stove needs to be replaced and is therefore NOT working on it. The other one claimed he fixed it yesterday. Riiigghhhtt. First off, he never came into our apartment, so I would LOVE to know how he managed to do that. Secondly, I rather suspect he was drunk… again, as is his wont. Thirdly, he thinks that a gas leak is perfectly acceptable as long as it’s not TOO bad. Hey… wake up. any leak is too bad to put up with.
The leak was so bad that my Angel had the mother of all headaches for several days straight. We REALLY need to find a new place, but we are holding out until April, when we should have enough to finally make our move. We will be happier once we get to Texas, I am sure.
