that's where we live.
only we don't put money into it because again,
#1 - it's not really ours, you could say we 'rent' but it's even below that sometimes
#2 - they are throwing the entire content of our house in a trash can the millisecond we move (I have been watching this happen all around me for two years now, I have timed it, it's literally a millisecond.)
So, tonight.
Jake was outside fixing the lawn mower to mow our grass because we got a 'ticket'
don't get me started...it's all negative....let me just say they gave me a ticket right after the property managers mowed the vacant lot across the street from us - the grass was about two feet high.
our 'ticketable' grass was about 3-4 inches high and it's our first ticket ever (well, grass ticket ;-)
I'm not even gonna touch the fact that they are redoing the under ground pipes in our area and are about to DIG MY ENTIRE YARD up.
not even gonna touch it.
so, anyway, Jake. outside. fixing lawn mower to mow lawn (I hesitate to say grass because even after many dollars spent in weed killer it's all clover) and we are in a tornado watch.
not exaggerating.
I'm doing dishes, over the sink that had the cabinet that fell off one day due to rotting wood, and all of the sudden I have a Geyser in my kitchen.
Water is squirting everywhere and I can't really see where because it got me square between the eyes.
I move away, clear my face enough to see that it's the faucet, turn it off and notice that the seal around the bottom has followed suit behind the cabinet. Rotted off.
All I can do is laugh.
While I'm on a chair drying off THE CEILING.
'That will be next Wed at 10 am Mrs. Panter'
right.
Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, Monday, Tuesday....Wednesday.
I guess we could do a unit study on Geysers?
Military Housing people. It doesn't get any better than this.
Well, I don't know....that mold peeking through our cracked and warped bathroom walls looks like it might be a promising post ;-)
The Mommy and Daddy
(aka Holly and Jake, but only sometimes)
Our Lydia
Our Samantha
Our Lenora
Our Sophie
2 comments:
I had a goooood laugh reading this-especially that mold bit at the end! Ah, Isaak had a interesting evening with such military housing tonight for the meeting-good times...good times....
or the asbestus under the tile floors that won't stay attached to the floor more than 6 months under normal use but you have to move all the furniture in the room out to get it repaired, or the lead paint, or the homes built on a toxic waste dump causing all the neighborhood pets to be ill frequently (and not being informed about this before moving into the neighborhood and finding out that the part of the neighborhood that is fenced off is where homes used to be but got torn down because so many children living there devloped lukemia) or the salt water flowing from the pipes at regular intervals because the softener system wasn't shut off during the major water main breaks that occured with great regularity leaving you waterless for hours or days at a time or...
I am so sorry about your house and yard and I am not going to say anything else because I cannot think of anything nice to say (just some rude comments that I can't imagine Jesus saying!)
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