I seem to recall saying that if anything in the house broke within 24 hours of my grandmother’s arrival, I would be packing my bags and leaving town. Well, so far we’ve had the vacuum cleaner die, and the entry hall closet door is broken. Can I go now?
By some miracle, things are at least in a state of “good enough” - I will be quick to point out to my grandmother that we just got a ton of stuff out of storage and are still getting organized.
2 weeks.
Things still suck mightily in general. The past 4 days have been massive karmic retribution for something horrid I apparently did in a past life.
No word on my friend from work, either.
