Thursday, August 02, 2007


Edited below!

On Tuesday evening, the condo association here at our shitty building put up signs to let us all know that the elevator would be closed for repairs from Wednesday morning until Friday morning.

Can you even imagine how deliriously happy this made me? Now when I come home, I have to park my car behind the building, walk around to one of the other entrances (which are uphill, by the way. And I don't even mean that in a jokey 'I'm old, listen to me spin a yarn' kind of way.) and then climb the stairs to the third floor. Usually with Sam, who can't do steps on his own yet. And all of his associated gear.

Add into the mix that I have a cold and can barely breath as it is without the climbing of the many, many stairs with toddler in arms. And that SOB was just forced to switch calls at work, so that he's on call tonight, when we have a date and a sitter lined up. And that my appointment at the OB's office was terrifically late, making me miss breakfast at McD's by mere moments and thus thawarting any chance I had of satisfying my egg mcmuffin craving.

I'm so much fun to be around right now. Here, enjoy this photo of Sam entranced by bubbles at Little Gym.

Updated to add: Thank the sweet lord and baby Jesus they re-opened the elevator just before we got home. Today's high is 97 with a chance of 'don't go outside or your face might melt right the fuck off' and our hallways/stairways aren't air conditioned. I almost kissed the toothless maintenance man when he gave us the news.

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1 comment:

Arizaphale said...

You see? There IS a God!!! :-D