So, things happen in 3's...or maybe more in the case of this house we are living in. The only reason I'm am bothering to write any of this down is because right now I am not seeing the funny side of any of it, but I'm sure in a year or more I will and I really don't want to remember the first few months as being as terrible as it sometimes feels like! (It really isn't as bad as this is going to sound, and I am smiling as I write it!)
Firstly, we have really really old splintering decking at the back of the house, the girls have stubbed their toes a couple of times, but nothing too serious. Then for some reason, I managed to scuff the bottom of my foot on this decking and embed large splinters of wood deep under the skin. After hobbling around in agony for a few hours and really thinking I was being a bit of a wuss, I decided hospital it was...they couldn't see anything, so the only option was to cut my foot open and have a proper look. The benefit of medical care in the USA is turning up to A&E, being seen straight away and not being surrounded by drunk people who have injured themselves. An hour and a half later, 2 stitches, splinters removed and a hefty bill I was all set to go.
Secondly, the house we live in, could be lovely, but the owners seem to have rather neglected to a) repair anything and b) consider that these kind of things should have been checked that they are full working order before tenants move in! We have had no air conditioning downstairs since we moved in, daily visits by air conditioning 'specialists' for the past 2 weeks, sometime 2/3 times a day...although fingers crossed this morning they have finally replaced a valve so hopefully it'll stay working for more than an hour today. But in the process of failing to work out what the problem was we had a massive leak in the attic which soaked through the ceiling....and now the owners need to replace an area of the ceiling upstairs too.
The dishwasher is like something out of the middle ages - when we first moved in it leaked all over the floor, so someone came round said it was just the seal....anyway it is old, rusty and dirty so we asked to landlords to replace it.....and they've replaced it with an identical model...its clean.....but still out of the middle ages. Anyway, that's beside the point, Chris offered to do them a favour by installing it (SHOULD be simple), but guess what, when he pulled the old one out last night, a shallow pit of stagnant dirty water was sitting there...its obviously been leaking since we moved in. Rahhhhhhh! The solid wood kitchen units on wither side of the dishwasher have been sitting in water for 6 weeks and they too may now be damaged.....
So that's technically 3 things, bad things happen in 3's so here's hoping nothing else happens!
My mum is currently en-route to Houston, she'll be here in about 4 hours, we can't wait to see her. The girls are very excited, particularly the prospect of getting to stay up slightly later to see her.
No other plans for the rest of the week other than to get organised for Martha's 3rd birthday on Friday. I need to make a birthday cake and I promised I'd make some biscuits for her to take into summer school with her in the morning , so I'd better get on with trying to decide what to do.
Well, I've got to the end of writing this latest blog post and can already see the funny side to everything going wrong, well mostly anyway!
