Last night was one of those long nights when I just couldn’t sleep. Tossed and turned and turned and tossed. Got up a dozen times to get a drink or go to the bathroom.
For once it wasn’t Charlie waking me up. He slept peacefully while I lay waiting for the night to finally end.
Doesn’t it seem like the hours pass so slowly when you can’t sleep?
There was no reason for the lack of sleep. I wasn’t worried about anything. But the arthritis in my hands were so painful I think that was part of it. I got up and took Tylenol Arthritis (I can’t take aspirin type products) but it didn’t seem to help.
I had cleaned my apartment yesterday, but that only takes about an hour and usually helps my hands because they’re getting exercise and movement.
I will say one wonderful thing about living in a small space is that it’s very quick to clean. I can dust, clean surfaces and the bathroom, and mop in about an hour.
Finally I got up around six and got on my yoga mat on the floor and did my morning stretches. That always helps me feel a bit better.
I usually do the same at night, but I got busy and didn’t get them done yesterday evening. And I paid for it with aches and pains.
So I got up and fed the pet babies and made oatmeal and a cup of coffee and turned the Christmas tree lights on. Then I settled in my chair with Charlie and turned on the fireplace.
I tell you I get such joy from this fireplace.
Yesterday the new maintenance man came by because I was having trouble with the lock on the French doors. He told me when he was here that he fixed a woman’s heater who had gone 3 months without a heater.
THREE months! Now that is beyond ridiculous. Isn’t there some type of rule for landlords that they can’t let you go without heat in winter? She was probably old and afraid to cause trouble.
Slum lords, that’s what the last bunch was. And I sure hope this outfit proves to be better.
Jeremy is the name of the new maintenance man. He was able to put weather stripping at the top of my French doors when I’d been told by the last maintenance man that it wasn’t possible. You could see light through the top of the door and air was coming in.
He also told me they’d had tree companies out to assess the trees that desperately need removed and of course deal with the 7 foot horizontal tree in the dining room of that one apartment.
I’ve never seen it personally. But someone should take a photo of it and send it to a TV station or something.
That could have been taken care of before it reached 7 feet I imagine. Now what will they have to use to get it out? A backhoe? That was pure negligence on the owner’s part.
Jeremy told me one tenant kept trying to get him into his apartment to fix something and Jeremy told him and his wife that he needed to put in a work order. The man refused to call in a work order, but he kept trying to entice Jeremy inside to get high with them. Apparently that worked with the former crew.
I tell you they’ve got to get some of these people out of here. Jeremy said the guy got mad and reached out and grabbed his ear. Wouldn’t that be along the lines of assault? He said it took all he had not to react to that.
He said he went to the office and told the new manager, who he’s worked with for a few years now, not to extend their lease.
I seem to be a tetchy old coot this morning. That’s what lack of sleep does to me. But I’m sure you’ve got better things to do that listen to me bitch about the state of things.
I will be taking Charlie to his acupuncture appointment around 9 a.m.
Ivy kept trying to run off with his second pair of socks yesterday. No matter where I put them she was trying to get to them.
I finally had to sit on them because she just wouldn’t give up. I think he may need a size bigger because these keep slipping off. I’m going to talk to the vet about it.