Blah.

So the apt people were supposed to have the ac people come and fix things today. No word on that. Some building inspector person is/was supposed to check in today or tomorrow. No word.

The place is even more of a mess than usual because when it's so hot and miserable in there I don't have it in me to do anything. If I'm sweating just sitting there I'm not going to go scrub the tub and vacuum the floor. And people are traipsing about now.

I'm sick of feeling trapped. I'm sick of not being able to do laundry unless I feel like getting creative with where I can hang things to dry. I'm sick of not being able to fix myself dinner when I want. I'm sick of not being able to get to sleep until the alarm goes off. Blah.

I'm cranky.