The Mini Flood

So the water heater at the apartment across the hall from me started to break late Friday night and it semi-flooded the apartment below where the lady with the little dog that smokes outside all the time lives. In fact, I think she was the one who noticed it first and reported it. Anyways, there has been a flurry of golf carts in front of our building Saturday and this morning. I woke up this morning because I could hear this giant vacuuming sound outside and so I peeked out the window and it was one of those carpet restoration vans with giant hoses running through to the smoker’s apartment. Saturday when I came back from the mall, they had a long garden hose running down the stairs draining the water out of the old water heater. The maintenance guy was trying to drag the old one out this morning down the stairs without a dolly and he about dropped it, because I heard a “oh shit” with a southern accent and I about spit out my mountain dew because my recliner is right by my front door and I was reading the ads. It’s one of those situations that isn’t funny but it is.This is one of the reasons why I decided it was actually better to have the top level apartment with no one above me.
I made two and a half more preemie hats last night while I was watching episodes of My So-Called Life. I did end up going to Borders and buying more of the mini-clothespins for my inspiration board and they had Kathy Griffin’s new cd on sale so I bought it because I needed something to listen to on the LONG drive to Charlotte. Three hours isn’t that bad but it seems like it takes longer when you don’t have someone to ride along with you. I’m going down to visit my mom so I can pick up my doll and we are going to mail off all the classroom supplies we bought for my sister. It’s my contribution to society and I absolutely love school supply shopping even if I no longer have a need for them anymore.
Tonight is the Idina Menzel concert and I have been listening to the Wicked soundtrack in my car all weekend in anticipation. Even if she doesn’t sing any of her Broadway songs and just sings her solo material, I will still be happy because she has such an amazing voice and stage presence. Cross young fingers and knock on wood that it doesn’t rain because the concert is at an outdoor amphitheatre and it rained last night for a little bit. Plus I will be wearing my funky new ballet flats and my party shirt so I really don’t want to be sopping wet.

I just walked outside to take the trash out to the dumpster and the maintenance guy drug that old water heater all the way over to the dumpster and set in on the curb next to it. Lovely. I would think there would be restrictions on dumping those but maybe there isn’t or it will just stay there for a couple of weeks until someone else takes it away. Anyways, it complements the old mattress standing up to the old dumpster very well.