My daughter's pinkeye still hasn't cleared up, which means daycare won't take her. These are the days that I wish we had family nearby, so that someone could watch her while I went to school.
Oh well, I guess I'll just catch up on my reading and clean house a little bit, and complain.
Not that cleaning is terribly high priority here...
the gates have been broken for over a year, like, bent in broken, and, since they've painted them since, I figure they're not in any hurry to fix them.
Since the first time they broke last year, my cars have been broken into 5 times, though, since I'm a poor law student, all they've taken in the last 3 trips has been a Contracts CD and an old discman.
My faucets have been leaking since last September, despite my multiple requests to get them fixed, and a trip by the maintenance guy.
When we moved in, the cabinets under the sinks were all warped and moldy, and when we asked them to replace them, they replaced the paint over the mold.
And yet, no sooner do I get a broken slat on a blind than I receive a notice that "appearance is of utmost importance" to the complex. Appearance matters because there's no substance anywhere else. There's overflowing trash, crime, stolen cars, weekly fights, drug deals, and graffiti running through this place, and it doesn't look as though Alliance Property Management really cares to remedy any of these things.
I called the security patrol yesterday morning at 7:40, and got a "prompt return" as promised, after 2 more calls, and 12 hours.
All's not lost, though, because we'll be moving out at the end of the semester, into a place where I can let my kids play outside and not worry about them cutting themselves on broken beer bottles. Woohoo!