Tumbled Words

What a nice man showing us the apartment! And, in spite of being in an older building, it did not smell! But it was a bit drab inside and when I walked through the rooms there was at least one spot that the wood floor beneath felt as if it were not solid. Couple of other things that bothered us, but the location was wonderful, in a primarily residential neighborhood with virtually NO nearby restaurants, I would be forced to cook and eat healthier! The other positive is that it was within walking distance to a motel pool bar — and the beach which is mostly used only by community residents as the parking is by local permit only.

We came close to taking it anyway, the old bathroom we might have adjusted to because it was clean, but sinking into the floor concerned me - and when the central AC unit contained in the hall just outside came on the kitchen and bathroom walls shook an awful lot. I could only imagine with our summer, by winter I would probably shake with the walls.

We may have considered it, but the long drive to the interstate from such a beautiful area went through a depressing area of stores, not terrible, but nothing you want to see driving home after a long day.

So, back to the search, so time consuming since it has to be a really cheap apartment, the ridiculously priced homeowners insurance on our home in WA caught up with our house payments — the increase is as much as cheap rent. So time consuming, my new laptop is still in its box, hours later… so out of character for me.

Note: Mr. Murphy, get out of my face! Go play in the desert, practice building sand castles, see how many you can build before a storm blows through, then when it has gone through, try to build them better, count stars at night. You will be surprised just how much more fun that harmless fun can be than bugging all of us!

Tags: apartment searches, Murphy's law

Mr. Murphy
Murphy’s Law Corporation
Universe, Universe

Dear Mr. Murphy,

Please understand I do value your worth. I realize you have a job to do that many would find unpleasant and I am quite sure you must take a certain amount of abuse over it that may, at times, not be warranted. Also, some would say we have to have downs so we know ups when they occur, but I do not agree. However, my agreement or not has no bearing on it, really, does it? For you will continue to do your job of making things go wrong for someone.

I do feel, though, the need to suggest you spread it out a bit more evenly across the universe.

Now, that is not saying that I selfishly want less visits from you, for, in reality, I probably am one of the lucky ones that you skip over at times. I mean you probably thought we were not worth the effort since so many times, the week you broke something, was the only week we had a few extra dollars to spend. There are many who seem to be at the receiving end much more often than I of your mischievousness, I mean, job. Your recent decision to ban the sale of our house for a ridiculous length of time has not yet stretched as long as that of many. HOWEVER, your causing the Santa Fe’s air conditioning to break on a Friday afternoon in South Freaking Florida when the dealers cannot take it in — on the very weekend we are going apartment hunting and heat being my worst enemy, I would say that was going too far, but, no, you also chose to do it the only year in the last 30 plus that Leon had to use our car for work all day long - and it is the only car we have. You know heat makes me sick and that Leon’s only chance to cool off after walking neighborhoods is to run the A/C a few minutes. How dare you stoop that low! His sweat may offend innocent people.

And did you have to pick the same time that our bed, an 18 inch high air mattress borrowed, sprung a leak? Lucky for you we have a smaller one of our own that we carried all the way from Washington because I can’t handle the new chemical smell. It is somewhere in this little apartment, so you screwed up on that little caper didn’t you? You thought we had nothing else to sleep on! (And don’t think about trying to influence Leon or our son into thinking it was my falling into bed at night that caused it, either. I have more excuses to prove that incorrect than you have ideas.)

You are on notice. I am requesting the entire known universe put in their heads that you have served your purpose well over the years and you want to retire. You will hear it so many times, you will make your retirement happen - with no replacement found!

Cordially yours,

Marcia

And don’t play “Mickey the Dunce” and ask Marcia, who? - You know.

Tags: letter, Murphy's law