Hmmmmm....seems the ruling class here in THE valley had passed a new ordinance.
No parking on the streets overnight for plowing purposes.
Ok - makes sense.
Until you realize I have no where else to park. The landlady's drive is full. The end of the street is taken up with the guy who moved in next to The Cracker House.
Oh, I pull up and off the street as much as possible, but still - it's as good as it gets.
Looks like I might have to make a little trip to the hall and beg for forgiveness on this one.
I'm really gonna need to be charming......
I'm thinkin' it might not go all that well, just sayin'.
Posted by Tammi at January 15, 2007 07:49 AM | TrackBackTake pictures with you, showing them you have no other choice and then seeing it in pictures will go over better than just saying you have no choice.
And a low cut shirt wouldn't hurt either.
Posted by: Quality Weenie at January 15, 2007 10:20 AMGood idea QW. Well, except for the whole low cut shirt part. Some how I don't think my lack of cleavage will produce much sympathy from HER. ;-)
Posted by: Tammi at January 15, 2007 11:06 AMbtw, I've been meaning to tell you above the little apartment I'm living in now.... I think it's got your beat.
It's a 1 bedroom that is at the top of the house. So the one side of the bedroom and the bathroom have a slanted wall. If I get out of bed on the right side, I smack my head on the ceiling. I'm only 5' 10". When I take a shower, I have to lean down to get my head under the shower head. I don't have much hair to wash, but it does suck. If I lean the wrong way - *bam* head into ceiling / wall. It wakes you up quick, that's for sure. The mirror is not in front of the sink, as there is no room. It is on the opposite wall, a few feet away. I have to shave not in front of the sink. Fortunately, I use an electric. Speaking of the sink, it is an old style that has the faucet out the front of the bowl, so there is about a 1/2" between the spigot and the bowl. It is impossible to get my entire hand under the faucet to wash them.
Oh, and the toilet bowl moves a little bit, so I had to put a towel on the back of the tank so it wouldn't bang against the wall whenever I sit down or get up.
The kitchen sink backs up after about 40 seconds of running water, so I have to use _very_ little water when washing dishes.
The apartment is above my dad, who is kind enough to let me live here for free while I fight off bankruptcy for my other houses (which aren't selling). That much is great. But he keeps the house at 62 degrees, which sucks. I have a space heater and use the crap out of it. The cold-air returns are blocked by insulation. On some days it is colder up here than it is outside. I wear hunting socks on Sunday mornings.
As for parking, most days it is in front. But there is no parking across the street, so there are times I'm parking 5 houses away.
My point is that I feel your pain of living in a tiny little apartment. I'm not thrilled, but I don't have much choice right now.
Posted by: _Jon at January 15, 2007 11:27 AM