It is amazing to see Cheyenne grow more and more each day. She is just so adventurous and loves to get into things. Right now, one of her favorite things to do is to open dresser drawers and hand over head, toss each article of clothing out on the floor behind her, will put her sippy cup inside and close the drawer. She also likes to open large storage bins. She is only ONE and she has already figured out how the little side latches open and close. She knows when she wants attention, she will walk over to the bin (that we currently have acting as a make-shift baby gate, will open the latches, remove the lid and take out a little baggy of wall hangers that is lying inside the bin. She like the way the little baggy sounds when she shakes it, so it's not long before I hear that, no matter where I am in the house that I have to come running!
Yes, a make shift baby gate... the hallways and area to my kitchen is JUST wider than the average baby gate so yes, we have large plastic filled storage bins to block her from going into the boys room where she is certain to get into trouble. The boys even enjoy the little blockades as they get a running start from the front door, getting three good strides in before they hurdle over, sometimes making it, sometimes not. A few feet from the blockade is the back of the couch which certainly stops them abruptly too if they overshoot their landing.
Anyway... Cheyenne has also figured out how to use my MyTouch smart phone. I always had to time-out the screen before giving her my phone because she would certainly find a way to jack up my home page or move shortcuts around or select a app that I don't feel like subscribing too (but can't delete - god that's annoying). But now little miss "I-just-turned-one" knows how to turn the screen on, and puts it up to her head and says "Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii" and it's so stinkin cute. If she wasn't walking off with my phone I would most certainly have snapped a picture of it... I'll have to try to get one with my regular camera soon.
Sunday, February 12, 2012
Monday, February 6, 2012
Is honesty always the best policy?
So we moved into this apartment the last week of October 2011. Around December while I was contacting the office regarding some maintenance, I advised I had not received a water bill yet and I was concerned. The girl told me not to worry about it, that a full month would have to go by before I would receive a bill, that that was normal. So... here we are in the first week of February and we have not received a water bill yet. I felt like I have brought this to their attention already and seems like they weren't worried about it, so should I be?
There is a part inside me that feels like I should go ahead and call them about it again. Honesty is the best policy, right? But there is an another part of me that thinks that this is part of their responsibility as property managers to establish accounts for their tenants and I shouldn't have to beg them to bill me. Another part of me thinks if they finally catch the mistake and then try to bill me 5 months all at once I would be in big trouble.
Then.... there's another part of me that thinks.. hmmm... the ice maker line from the freezer constantly leaks into my fridge which if I'm not careful, leaks all over everything in my fridge, finally settling on the bottom shelf, ruining everything down there. So, I leave nothing on the bottom shelf and I have gigantic bowl on the top shelf that doesn't give me room to keep much on the top shelf either. I have to be quick to empty the bowl I have in there to catch the water or else stuff gets ruined. They have already been out four or five times but it is never fixed. I keep telling myself that they are not worried about me wasting water because they are letting this water dripping go own day in and day out.
Then... there is the last part of me that thinks that the one really cool lady from the office sympathizes with me that they have moved me under the Ringling Bros. and Barnum and Bailey circus and they feel sorry for me so they are keeping my water on their tab. I don't know... I'm pretty conflicted but then again maybe I'm not :)
What would you do?
There is a part inside me that feels like I should go ahead and call them about it again. Honesty is the best policy, right? But there is an another part of me that thinks that this is part of their responsibility as property managers to establish accounts for their tenants and I shouldn't have to beg them to bill me. Another part of me thinks if they finally catch the mistake and then try to bill me 5 months all at once I would be in big trouble.
Then.... there's another part of me that thinks.. hmmm... the ice maker line from the freezer constantly leaks into my fridge which if I'm not careful, leaks all over everything in my fridge, finally settling on the bottom shelf, ruining everything down there. So, I leave nothing on the bottom shelf and I have gigantic bowl on the top shelf that doesn't give me room to keep much on the top shelf either. I have to be quick to empty the bowl I have in there to catch the water or else stuff gets ruined. They have already been out four or five times but it is never fixed. I keep telling myself that they are not worried about me wasting water because they are letting this water dripping go own day in and day out.
Then... there is the last part of me that thinks that the one really cool lady from the office sympathizes with me that they have moved me under the Ringling Bros. and Barnum and Bailey circus and they feel sorry for me so they are keeping my water on their tab. I don't know... I'm pretty conflicted but then again maybe I'm not :)
What would you do?
Thursday, January 26, 2012
The circus is in town!!!
No... not the Ringling Brothers and Barnum and Bailey Circus... I'm talking about the upstairs neighbors!! OMFG!!!!!!!!! All day and all hours of the night this particular group of people are absolutely unbelievable! After one of my most recent apartments, I was hoping that I would never have to deal with the over-the-top noise again, but those hopes were crushed the first night we had stayed the night in our new place.
I am not racist by any means, but please know when I use the adjective "ghetto" that I am solely describing the manner in which these people conduct themselves. A normal family with children will come home after school or work and kids would be in bed by let's say 8 or 9pm. This group of people have their children up to all hours of the night, stomping around and carrying on til sometimes 1am to 3am in the morning.
The adults too.... stomping around slamming things down on the ground slamming doors, etc at all hours of the night. Sure... people can be on different schedules... I'm not saying that because I work 8-5 and my kids are in bed by 9pm that your kids have to be, but if you are in an apartment, and there are people living above, below, and beside you, that you would have some consideration for others.
My recent apartment before this had PAPER-THIN walls and the idea of any type of privacy there was diminished. I could hear things I would never want to hear.. like "what" you are actually doing in the bathroom when you're sitting on the toilet, and what you are talking to someone in a normal voice. Not to mention, escalated voices when you have people over and are having a good time. The normal walking there of people above us sounded like they were literally going to fall through the ceiling at any given point in time. The creeking of the wood was frightening for me and I'm an adult. I remember some of the first few nights there the stomping around upstairs would actually wake my kids up and they sometimes moved into the living room! There, my bedroom was also adjacent to the staircase in which we heard young college kids and other "ghetto" (adjective only) families with ten kids stomping up and down the stairs at all hours of the night.
Honestly, is it really necessary to stomp in a stairwell? As an adult, do you not teach your kids the idea of being courteous to neighbors and realizing that people could be trying to sleep? During the day, I'm all for being as noisy as you can. You allow your kids to play outside during the day, that's great!! At night, have a little respect for others around you. Oh yeah... and being outside completely unsupervised with a small pet? Why don't you give them a little direction and tell them they shouldn't be playing in the street with people flying around the corner in their cars while texting.. Why don't you tell them to shut their F-ing loud as mouths while they are in the stairwell as I can hear them behind two closed doors in my apartment.
I'm sorry I refuse to accept that I have to be the brunt of excessive noise and unruly people around me just because I've chosen to be in the first floor apartment. I refuse to believe that just because you live on the second floor or third floor that you have the right to stomp carelessly up and down the stairs at all hours of the night.
I am thinking that since we are all up very early every day, all of us around 5:30am every day, that I'm no longer going to try to quiet the boys from speaking beyond a whisper in the morning and asking them to keep it down outside in the common areas... maybe this should be a free-for-all. I want to tell them to be as loud as they can possibly be, but then again, I don't want to be IGNORANT like the degenerates that live above me.
PS... I'm sorry.. by the way... the tacky ass PINK AUDI (aka the ugly pink pimple) you drive with leopard print seat covers, steering wheel covers and dice you have hanging from your rear view mirror really accentuate your ghettoness....
I am not racist by any means, but please know when I use the adjective "ghetto" that I am solely describing the manner in which these people conduct themselves. A normal family with children will come home after school or work and kids would be in bed by let's say 8 or 9pm. This group of people have their children up to all hours of the night, stomping around and carrying on til sometimes 1am to 3am in the morning.
The adults too.... stomping around slamming things down on the ground slamming doors, etc at all hours of the night. Sure... people can be on different schedules... I'm not saying that because I work 8-5 and my kids are in bed by 9pm that your kids have to be, but if you are in an apartment, and there are people living above, below, and beside you, that you would have some consideration for others.
My recent apartment before this had PAPER-THIN walls and the idea of any type of privacy there was diminished. I could hear things I would never want to hear.. like "what" you are actually doing in the bathroom when you're sitting on the toilet, and what you are talking to someone in a normal voice. Not to mention, escalated voices when you have people over and are having a good time. The normal walking there of people above us sounded like they were literally going to fall through the ceiling at any given point in time. The creeking of the wood was frightening for me and I'm an adult. I remember some of the first few nights there the stomping around upstairs would actually wake my kids up and they sometimes moved into the living room! There, my bedroom was also adjacent to the staircase in which we heard young college kids and other "ghetto" (adjective only) families with ten kids stomping up and down the stairs at all hours of the night.
Honestly, is it really necessary to stomp in a stairwell? As an adult, do you not teach your kids the idea of being courteous to neighbors and realizing that people could be trying to sleep? During the day, I'm all for being as noisy as you can. You allow your kids to play outside during the day, that's great!! At night, have a little respect for others around you. Oh yeah... and being outside completely unsupervised with a small pet? Why don't you give them a little direction and tell them they shouldn't be playing in the street with people flying around the corner in their cars while texting.. Why don't you tell them to shut their F-ing loud as mouths while they are in the stairwell as I can hear them behind two closed doors in my apartment.
I'm sorry I refuse to accept that I have to be the brunt of excessive noise and unruly people around me just because I've chosen to be in the first floor apartment. I refuse to believe that just because you live on the second floor or third floor that you have the right to stomp carelessly up and down the stairs at all hours of the night.
I am thinking that since we are all up very early every day, all of us around 5:30am every day, that I'm no longer going to try to quiet the boys from speaking beyond a whisper in the morning and asking them to keep it down outside in the common areas... maybe this should be a free-for-all. I want to tell them to be as loud as they can possibly be, but then again, I don't want to be IGNORANT like the degenerates that live above me.
PS... I'm sorry.. by the way... the tacky ass PINK AUDI (aka the ugly pink pimple) you drive with leopard print seat covers, steering wheel covers and dice you have hanging from your rear view mirror really accentuate your ghettoness....
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