Livin' la vida sofa

Yep. That is my current plan. Yay for SciFi!

Also, not at all creepy-scary. Just good natured fun.

Yikes Kristin. That is a whole lot of no fun. Is there an end in sight?

Laura, I didn't mean to rain on your happy tipsy parade, I'm sorry.

I don't know if there's an end in sight. I'm going to talk with awesome!landlord tonight to see if the guy has given her a timeline, because this is ridiculous. She's going to be pissed when she finds out he's had the power off all day without notice, too. I just hate this guy. He seems to really not give a shit about the people actually living here. We're a minor inconvenience to ignore or, if absolutely necessary, blow off.

Grr.

Oy, Kristin. Any word on when it'll be fixed?

I just got back from synagogue. The services were good. Afterwards, I hung around for a little while trying to get up the nerve to talk to some people I didn't know who were having an interesting-sounding conversation, but then I gave up on trying to force myself to be social and just walked home.

Tomorrow morning, I think I'm going to try a different minyan that I've heard about. It's completely lay-led, founded by people in my age range who weren't happy with most of the traditional synagogues, for what are pretty much the reasons I'm not happy with most of them. Traditional egalitarian, with separate seating. From what I've heard, it's supposed to be really great. So, if I wake up early enough and awake enough to go, I'll check it out.

Kristin, I had a sinking feeling about your power situation when it was still of and in no imminent danger off coming back on when I left.

I think Owen's biggest issue now is transitions.

That was definitely Emmett's problem at that age. Which wasn't helped by the needing to get him to daycare before I went to work schedule in the morning. But yeah, transitions were tough and I did all my strategizing to slide past them as easily as possible.

Not having power sucks, and not having power because somebody decided to shut off your power really seems worse, or at least more enraging. Hope you get some satisfaction through the landlord, Kristin.

Good luck with the minyan, Hil. I'm shopping around for a synagogue myself - there seem to be many choices all similarly distant from me and a dizzying array of adherence to tradition, I have no idea how to decide. Going to each one is going to take a long time, especially since it's so much easier to just sleep in on Sat. mornings (and DH is not yet home from work, so evening services are pretty much not happening unless he commits to changing his schedule).

Mmm, la vida sofa.

I'm a lot angrier about it than I would normally be, but something came up tonight that needs to be dealt with (sorry, can't be more specific right now), and therefore there is shit that has to get done tonight that requires power. At 6 the guy said the power should be on "within the hour". It's now almost 7:30 and almost completely dark, and the fucker is just now making packing-up sounds. I'm sitting on the front porch so I can see my phone's keypad. I just assembled 12 walkie talkies in the dark that need to be charged up tonight for one of Drew's events tomorrow, I can't find my glasses, and I'm supremely pissed. Anger is so much easier than dealing with the anxiety I'd otherwise be feeling about the thing I can't talk about right now, so I'm just going to plot this guy's painful demise instead.

Anger sounds like the appropriate response to the situation. Don't kill him until after he turns your power back on - harder to get all the evidence all cleaned up in the dark.

That sucks, Kristin! I hope by the time I post this you are again with power.

I went to Macy's after work and spent $100. Since they were having a big ass sale, I got three nice shirts and a jacket, so I am extremely chuffed. The last two times I have been shopping, I noticed they don't count the items and issue a little plastic thingie anymore. IN both stores, they just waved me into a dressing room. I wonder if someone figured out that wasn't stopping shoplifiting or if they now have hidden cameras in the dressing room instead or maybe the merchants in Burbank are just all too laid back and Californian to care.