Woe is me! This has been quite the week. I have been all moved in since Monday and have been working on getting everything set up in my apartment in the time that I have had.

The biggest issue has been getting the cable hooked up. Absolutely ridiculous is all I have to say. I have scheduled the cable to be turned on 4 times now and everytime someone comes out and says they can't get to the box. Everytime I had to find out not by getting a phone call, oh no, but by trying to turn on my cable and finding that it doesn't work. On Wednesday I even had my landlord go over to let the guy in and gave Cox his phone number to call him but he was never called and so he couldn't let the guy in and he ended up waiting for like 2 hours before I told him to just go and not worry about it. Yesterday I called them 3 times and gave them my phone number 3 times to call me so I could let them in and yet, no call, no hookup. Needless to say at this point I am about ready for a bloodhunt. I have to call them today when I get off of work and try to get some resolution to this problem. I am so done with this at this point...I think it should be against the law to have to call a cable company more than 10 times in one week...

Next issue, I scraped the side of my car on a stupid pole that is in the parking lot of my apartment. They have scaffolding up everywhere because they are re-painting everything and there is a space about the size of my car to squeeze through to get in the lot...however the angle coming in is rather tricky...and I didn't quite make it last night. I think it is mostly repairable as most of what happened was I just got paint from the dang pole on my car and a couple very minor scratches. Still very maddening.

Otherwise I have just been having issues with stuff in the apartment like the handle to the toilet breaking on Tuesday (which has been fixed) then the slides to the kitchen drawers all breaking yesterday...sigh...I am just tired of it. Wiped. Done.

So today I think I am going to just finish up work, call Cox and yell, then go treat myself to something nice because gosh dang it, I deserve it after all this crap.

I promise I will post pictures when the trauma ends.


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Marnie