I did this. The janitor offered to come by and take a look around. He's very nosy. I declined and said I'd be letting him know what I found. So I cleaned the shower drain. Not just the usual plughole clean. Yuck. Actually it wasn't that yucky which surprised me. Apparently I am not a yucky shower person. Kitchen was the same. No issues but I cleaned out what was there. As I'm not very handy I obviously googled and YouTubed everything. Yuck. Don't do that. Although, you also don't want to break anything so perhaps you should google and YouTube stuff first or better yet, hire a professional.
Anyway, I relayed the news. Everything was fine. I showered, had my washing machine running - the water goes into the shower drain and even ran my dishwasher in the kitchen (kitchen sink drain). Then he called AGAIN. It was leaking again so now he wanted to come by and take a look around.
Since I was tired, busy working from home and my flat is a mess I faked illness *cough* I am ill at the moment but promise not to use the shower until I'm better and you've had time to fix it *cough* *cough again*. There, so officially I'm ill now. I am showering elsewhere at the moment, just so you know. So there we are. I was supposed to clean, tidy up and invite up the janitor for a nosy around.
Last weekend I was tired and oh look Escape to the Chateau marathon is on! Oh, go ahead and judge me. I like it. I find Dick and Angel charming and their taste level deliciously gauche. I mean, no. I've got no words.
Then Monday I was obviously working and in the evening I worked for a few more hours so obviously I didn't have the time to do anything then.
Tuesday I was tired after work and treated myself to an evening on the sofa watching a courtroom series on ViaPlay called For The People. I'm not hating it. So that was Tuesday.
Wednesday I felt really productive so I *HAD* to do something. The floorplan to my flat is odd. It's not an open concept living room/kitchen flat but the kitchen is open into the living room on one side and the entrance into the kitchen is done from the entrance area where there's a door. Anyway my home office setup is in a bay window where I'd pushed an old wooden desk into. It's right off the weird opening from the kitchen to the living room. There really should be photos but that's not happening.
The desk situation has been a development for years. When I moved back from my swanky Copenhagen flat to this place I brought with me a great big black high gloss desk. It was too big to fit anywhere without sticking out like a sore thumb so it's residing in my basement storage room. It pains me. So my parents were moving from their house to a smaller apartment and couldn't bring the old wooden desk so I got that for free until I found something better. Years went by, my office area moved from bedroom to bay window in the living room and the desk is an eyesore. In the meantime I bought a black metal and black glass desk that fits perfectly in the bay window. The eyesore moved back to the bedroom for a while, then for reasons beyond my comprehension, I moved it back into the living room. and new swanky desk went into the bedroom. At a later date the desk made it back into the living room. Actually sat basically in the middle of the room because I was considering getting rid of the eyesore which has shelves (yes, I know. Practical but also hell on earth to empty) so naturally it didn't happen..
Until WEDNESDAY! Because what's CyberPete to do when he can either tidy up and clean his flat or start moving furniture around. Yes, I managed to pull and push the old desk out of the bay window area and into the weird space between kitchen and living room where it actually fits perfectly and adds work space for actual cooking because the kitchen is rather tiny (or I have too many kitchen appliances, damn you KitchenAid!). Then I had to deal with however many years of staplers, tape dispensers, hole punchers, pens and other office delights (and dust, lots of dust too), empty swanky desk and move it into place and setup my office stuff. There went my evening. In the process I managed to push bags of broken glass, folded up cardboard boxes etc. into the kitchen and spill all over the floor.
The office looks alright though.
Tuesday I was tired after work and treated myself to an evening on the sofa watching a courtroom series on ViaPlay called For The People. I'm not hating it. So that was Tuesday.
Wednesday I felt really productive so I *HAD* to do something. The floorplan to my flat is odd. It's not an open concept living room/kitchen flat but the kitchen is open into the living room on one side and the entrance into the kitchen is done from the entrance area where there's a door. Anyway my home office setup is in a bay window where I'd pushed an old wooden desk into. It's right off the weird opening from the kitchen to the living room. There really should be photos but that's not happening.
The desk situation has been a development for years. When I moved back from my swanky Copenhagen flat to this place I brought with me a great big black high gloss desk. It was too big to fit anywhere without sticking out like a sore thumb so it's residing in my basement storage room. It pains me. So my parents were moving from their house to a smaller apartment and couldn't bring the old wooden desk so I got that for free until I found something better. Years went by, my office area moved from bedroom to bay window in the living room and the desk is an eyesore. In the meantime I bought a black metal and black glass desk that fits perfectly in the bay window. The eyesore moved back to the bedroom for a while, then for reasons beyond my comprehension, I moved it back into the living room. and new swanky desk went into the bedroom. At a later date the desk made it back into the living room. Actually sat basically in the middle of the room because I was considering getting rid of the eyesore which has shelves (yes, I know. Practical but also hell on earth to empty) so naturally it didn't happen..
Until WEDNESDAY! Because what's CyberPete to do when he can either tidy up and clean his flat or start moving furniture around. Yes, I managed to pull and push the old desk out of the bay window area and into the weird space between kitchen and living room where it actually fits perfectly and adds work space for actual cooking because the kitchen is rather tiny (or I have too many kitchen appliances, damn you KitchenAid!). Then I had to deal with however many years of staplers, tape dispensers, hole punchers, pens and other office delights (and dust, lots of dust too), empty swanky desk and move it into place and setup my office stuff. There went my evening. In the process I managed to push bags of broken glass, folded up cardboard boxes etc. into the kitchen and spill all over the floor.
The office looks alright though.
Then Thursday I worked all evening because the work systems closed at noon today Friday. So nothing flat related was done and here we are Friday. Logged out of work early because the systems have been taken offline for maintenance and I'm writing this. There's no way I will get much done today. I don't want to. I should but I don't.
Procrastination is my middlename.
Procrastination is my middlename.
so where or rather why was there a leak?
ReplyDeletelove that desk! xox
I can't have anything around me with sharp edges so that desk would be a hazard in my house. I would need protective gear!
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