Current mood:

anxious

apartment living ... deja vu
I got home this evening and there was a letter waiting for me from my apartment manager.   Apparently they have to do some plumbing work in the kitchen and the bathroom by order of the city of san francisco.  this may or may not be related to some inspections that happened last month while I was out of town.  On the surface, this sounds like a good thing -- the city finds that my apartment isn't up to code, and the landlord is on the hook to fix it; that's the way apartment living is supposed to work.  But let me remind everyone about my first experience with "replacing a couple of cracked shower tiles" in my subleased apartment last year... I came home to THIS:



So, needless to say I'm just a wee bit panicked about what this upcoming plumbing work might turn out to be.  And this time they're even tell me the work will take 2+ weeks, which means it might really be a month.  I don't ask for much in life, but proper indoor plumbing is one of those things that should just be automatic with a 4-figure monthly rent.  Sigh.