shirenomad | Chaos will be sown from their passage... so sayeth the wise Alaundo...

A reason I've had a tendency to be slightly late to work: continued renovation of the house. Namely, the master bathroom this week. There are only two bathrooms in the entire house, which means the landlady, her daughter, and all three renters get to slug it out over the remaining one every morning. Four times in the past two weeks, I've woken to discover that my contact lenses, bath soap, and toothbrush are all cut off from me for ten or twenty minutes because someone beat me in there, and I'm not going to work until I've had a chance to use all three, thank you. To save at least a little time in these cases, I've started stashing my electric razor in my room so I can get that part done while I'm waiting; it, at least, doesn't need the sink.

To further complicate matters, Friday the contractor finally finished getting the new toilet in the master bath installed, and -- with everything else there still a mess -- decided that made it a good time to paint the other bathroom. So Saturday for about five hours, one bathroom was closed off due to paint and all bathroom use was diverted to the master, which had no working sink, proper flooring, or door. (Well, the master bedroom door, but that basically meant locking the landlady out of her own room when you needed to use the facilities, something I was loathe to do while she was around.)

I don't think the brief blackouts that hit the house Saturday evening had anything to do with the contractor work; it certainly looked to me like the entire side of the street was out both times. Didn't make it less annoying though, especially since I was working on the computer both times. Especially since one of the times I was backing up data to DVD-ROM. Oh well, I needed a new coaster...