To all outward appearances, I am doing very well. Even I think I'm doing very well.. coping with everything. But, I've come to realize that if my world starts to fall apart at all, my composure crumbles a bit.
Take this weekend's plumbing incident. I had an overflowing toilet and a backed up shower and I haven't been able to get a hold of the property management people. Now, I was told that if there was an emergency after hours to just call someone and I'll get reimbursed. I hope that's the case because the plumbers are here now.
I was very frustrated yesterday because I didn't know what to do and I couldn't get a hold of anyone who could help me. When I called a plumber, I was told that they would not be able to come out until they reached the property manager. Since all my calls were going straight to voice-mail, I knew they wouldn't be getting through either. This prompted me to leave a not-so-nice message on the property manager's voice-mail telling him that this was bullshit and I was practically in tears.
Not knowing what else to do, I went over to my friend's house for a BBQ and tried to forget about it for awhile. My sister called and told me that she had the same problem in a house she was renting and they were able to get Roto-Rooter to come out. So, I called Roto-Rooter. They weren't happy about the fact that I didn't own my house, but agreed to come out.
Then I found out that the husband of one of the women at the party is a plumber. She had him call me last night and he is here now snaking the lines.
Hopefully, alls well that ends well; but all the little things that happen in the course of everyday life might be enough to make me snap.
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