June 19th, 2009 | 
Author: Welcome to my world of suck!
Why does my world suck you may ask…..where do I begin?
Let’s venture back to the beginning where it all began to suck!
The Hardworking Hubby & I got engaged in August of 2006. Shortly after that, we found a duplex to rent and moved in together. We both had really good full time jobs with great pay. After a week of living in our new place, I got shit canned for a crappy reason (that’s a whole other story). That was the first really big item of suck we faced together. Oh, did I mention that the night before I got shit canned we went to Sears, opened our 1st joint charge and bought a new washer and dryer?? So, here we were living in our duplex that was falling apart right before our very eyes when an old friend of mine from out of town stopped by for a visit. We sat and chatted and he told us that he was trying to find a job in Green Bay but didn’t have anywhere to stay. After a long chat, the Hardworking Hubby & I agreed that this friend could stay with us for awhile and get his feet on the ground. To make an even longer story short, after staying with for 3 months (he did help out around the house, watched the kids if need be and chipped in for rent) we discovered that he was planning on bailing on us, without any notice and without paying us his current portion of the rent. (I kicked his ass to the curb). Shortly after giving him the boot, we discovered that he had been stealing prescription meds from my hubby (we did file a report with the police but it has yet to go any further and he does have a warrant).
This story is about to get even better….
About a month after we gave him the boot, it was brought to my attention via a bank statement that he was also stealing money from us via internet cash advances (yup–who knew how easy it would be to scam us that way–this has also been reported to the police). So after an emergency closure of our account and the realization that he had also depleted our savings we started to realize we were screwed!
This was the 2nd really big item of suck we faced together.
A few months later we moved out of the duplex of suck (the basement started to fill with water during rainstorms).
For the most part things have been going pretty well. There is the part that sucks which would be that our current landlord is an evil anal retentive witch. Yep- I said it! This past October our stove quit working and she tried to make me pay to have it fixed by saying that it broke because I clean it to much. (We won that battle!) We got a new oven about a month and a half later. (Yeah, I went that long without an oven!) 3rd item of suck!
Since then things have been pretty good (except the part where she is still an evil anal retentive witch who has been known to measure our lawn to make sure it is getting cut on a regular basis and bitch if we leave the garbage cans out or we miss a weed in the rock beds).
Then today, things got worse. I was taking a nice relaxing shower, washing my hair when I heard a sound (that I knew was not cool) and the water in the shower shut off and started spraying out of the faucet. It was at that time when Zman happened to be changing the laundry in the basement and realized that water was dripping into the basement right below the bathroom. That’s when we discovered there is now a leak. This is a huge item of suck!
Now, for most renters, that’s a quick fix. Call your landlord and they send a plumber over. In our case……not so easy. We haven’t even called them yet.
Why you ask??
First, we have to clean the entire house from top to bottom. Every little speck of dirt, inch of dust and cobweb needs to be removed from my home. After that, the laundry all needs to be done, the basement needs to be completely organized and then the garage cleaned. (Did I mention that everything in our house will need to be cleaned because she is an evil anal retentive witch?)
Again, you are asking yourself, why does it matter — they are just going to call a plumber to come fix it.
Ahh…..but again that would be too easy!
They will come over here first to look at it and assess the situation. Then I’m sure she come up with some way to say we broke it and make up pay for it. After that, we will be lucky if we have our shower fixed by the end of next week because I am not paying to fix something that again was not my fault in the first place.
So, before we call them, I will be working like crazy to get the entire house cleaned and organized. In the mean time, my dad is going to come take a look at it tomorrow and see if there is anyway he can fix it so we don’t have to bother with them. (He also fixed my toilet when it broke last year and we never let them know.)
I ask for you to wish us luck and pray that my dad can fix it because I don’t want to have to call them and I can’t afford to call a plumber.
Or better yet, donate to our shower fund and buy us a bar of soap!
