Me: now I have a question for you
Me: I asked you this before...
Me: you said we have to go to the building to get the water turned on.....did you call that number Frank gave you?
Kory: yeah it was the water plant where they make water
Me: and what did they say?
Kory: we don't do that here, we make the water
Kory: and then they gave me the right number*
Kory: and we talked about birds
Me: and did you call that number?
Kory: yes and we have to go to the place
Kory: just like when I called before
Kory: do you not trust me?
As if calling on the phone for other utilities isn't a big enough pain, now you actually have to go somewhere to get water transferred into your name! Luckily Kory has nothing to do during the day so he rode his bike up to talk to them. Apparently since we won't have a phone line they have to come put something extra in? This makes no sense to me, but once again it is a huge annoyance, because now someone has to be at the house on the 6th for when they come.
So after hearing "Our first open representative will be with you in approximately 45 minutes to one hour and 5 minutes," and trying to be talked into special deals for dazzling digital cable, everything is set to go. Now we just have to finish packing!
* Three of the five numbers that Frank gave us were the wrong numbers!
I'm having a bird crisis. I had to move the birds into the spare room the other day because I need to have them in an air conditioned room. This hasn't been working out very well, because Wally and Winky can't stand to be alone for more than two seconds. Winky in particular, he is such a whiner (screamer).
Yay! I just got back home from my LAST CHEMISTRY CLASS EVER! Oh it felt so wonderful walking out of there. Luckily I got to come home to an apartment full of screaming birds and this orange kitty outside of my door. And of course I woke up RolyPoly when I came in, and then she saw this visiting cat sitting outside of HER window, and then it was on! She kept flinging herself at the window, fangs showing, ears flattened all the way down (that's why her head looks like a blob in the picture). I kept calling her over and I would brush her, and then she'd look over at that cat and sprint to the window and slam into it. I put the blinds down, but what are blinds to a cat? So instead of having her ruin them, I put one of Kory's paintings up to block the window. Ha! I'm hoping she has more respect for Kory's painting than the blinds! (As I sit here and type this while she and the painting are unwatched downstairs, ha!) I guess I better go check on her and make sure that she hasn't broken through the window or clawed through the wall.