Well, it's all done by halves, isn't it? Or it can be.
The buzzer has been half fixed - that is, we can buzz people up, but we can't talk to them or listen to them, and it's so quiet downstairs that the uninitiated sometimes they don't know they're being "buzzed" in. So they stand there, agog, waiting. But thanks to cell phone technology my knees have been spared the extra trips to fetch my clients - much appreciated!
We have hot water (just in time for 100+ degree summer days!), but we think it was achieved by the one remaining less-than-qualified fix-it guy now-with-missing-finger cranking up the heat on the water heater. Colin was scalded by water over 138 degrees warm yesterday while doing dishes. Apparently this is a cheaper solution than fixing the boiler as needed.
There are lids on the garbage cans! Alas, not enough cans, and the folks living here haven't entirely caught up with the idea yet, either. not to mention youc an't tell the recycle ones from the others. So trash is piling up on TOP of them. Sigh.
The one thing done whole - we got a WHOLE new knob on our apartment door! And it hasn't fallen off since! We still look at it, feel its brassy-steeliness in our sweaty hands and say, "Wow."
..aaaand one step back. As compensation, mark that last one "half" again. We haven't gotten mail in a week. Rumor has it the mail carrier doesn't have a key to the building any more.
But we (caved) gave the landlord half our rent due. As a gesture of "good will."
That's a gesture, not a sincere feeling, note.
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