Dammit! Just heard from the property manager back home. Now she says there'll be no news until NEXT WEDNESDAY. Are you fucking kidding me? This whole deal has been, "Oh you'll be back in a week", "Oh, you'll be back in 3 weeks", "Oh, you'll be back in 2-4 months", "Oh, you'll be back in 2 weeks", "Oh, we don't know". and now, "We won't know anything til next Wednesday." Are they trying to drive me crazy or is this just incidental? How much are we supposed to stand before flipping the fuck out?
This isn't just an inconvenience to me and my whole life; Strider has a very responsible job and she has to plan to take time off to drive me home and help me; this fucking around is bullshit. Not to mention that I have a shitload of coordinating to do to make this happen.
And so, the flood itself is not the issue. That's all old news. The issue is trying to get the bureaucrats to get their shit together so the rest of us can get on with our lives and go home. Oh, but please don't let our lives being entirely thrown to the dogs interfere with your three-day weekend, and then a day to recoup. I'll just sit here with my thumb up my ass waiting for you to make a decision. You take your time.
The Door Is Ajar.
6 days ago