Apartment Life

Apartment living has both its benefits & disadvantages. For instance, no yard work = YEAH! And then there are these...

Both my hubby & I know (and have spoken with) my upstairs neighbor's social worker. And this was before she came down to borrow not a cup or sugar, but a cat leash. She really wanted to walk her cat, and my not having either a cat nor a cat leash was understandably lost on this individual. Previously she has also come over to ask for cigarettes, alcohol, food, drinks, transportation & shopping needs, and my favorite ~ cold hard cash. Now tell me that optimism is dead! Go ahead! See, you can't do it.

Also note that cooking dinner tonight did not end in a lovely home cooked meal for the hubby, but reinforced my fears that I will forever be known as the Smoke Alarm Lady. Sadly, the aroma of burnt bacon (and burnt everything else) did not stop at my kitchen door. Oh noooooooooooooo! It raced into the hallway and then navigated into every single apartment, along with the remains of my fractured pride. On the bright side though, nobody has invited themselves to dinner ; )
AND, my burnt meal did replace the curry smell that had been lingering in the hallway for a while so...I think it worked out for the best maybe.

Just another day in the life of a person who magically attracts crazy, much like the dog whisperer, but with insanity & people.