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Sunday, January 20th, 2019 01:46 am
apartment inspection was a thing
So, the last part of my week:
Wednesday - got home at six and found a notice from the manager that apartments would be inspected the next day.
Wednesday 7:00 PM - Thursday 8:00 AM - CLEANING
You are saying to yourself HOLY SHIT WHAT KIND OF NIGHTMARE STY DO YOU WALLOW IN? I make no excuse for my sheer lack of caring but not at the level of health violations or bugs. However, this wasn't the best time, it being All the Christmas Stuff Still Being Organized and Packed, Many Piles of Laundry Sorted For the Washer (I tend to do it in en masse when underwear becomes a concern), and the oven had recently undergone a gooey experience that was now char. Also, might have been a few dishes and...things.
(There was also Child's room, which the less spoken of, the better.)
There's also my totally-okay and electrically sound and somewhat sort of authorized kinda modifications to the light situation, which is uh, the addition of about twelve or maybe fourteen (fifteenish?) extra light fixtures because apartments just simply do not have enough lights for me, the only window in the living room is a giant sliding door where anyone can look inside from the road (you can look in and see my bedroom from the right angle) and my living room is painted a pale beige, which means there's literally no reflection and in fact sucks in light and I need light.
(I have three other windows: my room, Child's room, and the laundry nook. Not helpful.)
...and switching out two switches for wi-fi enabled so I could control them and the ceiling fan with SmartThings and Alexa.
(Because if it can be controlled by voice, I will make it happen.)
They showed up at 9:30 AM while I tried to look casual and immediately noted the rabbit house.
Questions about rabbits, feeding, and housing took longer than the goddamn inspection. Not gonna lie, it's a cool house but I hand-cleaned the baseboards (that maybe didn't need it) and no one even questioned the switch box or commented on the coolness of motion sensors in my closet, the hall closet, and the bathroom.
Or--you know, all the pendant lights and the sconce light and puck lights and LED light strip running an inch from the ceiling on a platform made out of hard plastic cord covers because I got creative or the routers installed at key points (because concrete and signal strength) or ethernet cable running everywhere or...you know, normal things.
Like, yay rabbits? I'm not disappointed or anything, obviously, but I have to admit, of all the things you'd think someone coming in here would notice, all they saw were my rabbits.
OTOH, this does bode well if I say, decide to repaint this beige nightmare room white. So overall, I'm encouraged.
Wednesday - got home at six and found a notice from the manager that apartments would be inspected the next day.
Wednesday 7:00 PM - Thursday 8:00 AM - CLEANING
You are saying to yourself HOLY SHIT WHAT KIND OF NIGHTMARE STY DO YOU WALLOW IN? I make no excuse for my sheer lack of caring but not at the level of health violations or bugs. However, this wasn't the best time, it being All the Christmas Stuff Still Being Organized and Packed, Many Piles of Laundry Sorted For the Washer (I tend to do it in en masse when underwear becomes a concern), and the oven had recently undergone a gooey experience that was now char. Also, might have been a few dishes and...things.
(There was also Child's room, which the less spoken of, the better.)
There's also my totally-okay and electrically sound and somewhat sort of authorized kinda modifications to the light situation, which is uh, the addition of about twelve or maybe fourteen (fifteenish?) extra light fixtures because apartments just simply do not have enough lights for me, the only window in the living room is a giant sliding door where anyone can look inside from the road (you can look in and see my bedroom from the right angle) and my living room is painted a pale beige, which means there's literally no reflection and in fact sucks in light and I need light.
(I have three other windows: my room, Child's room, and the laundry nook. Not helpful.)
...and switching out two switches for wi-fi enabled so I could control them and the ceiling fan with SmartThings and Alexa.
(Because if it can be controlled by voice, I will make it happen.)
They showed up at 9:30 AM while I tried to look casual and immediately noted the rabbit house.
Questions about rabbits, feeding, and housing took longer than the goddamn inspection. Not gonna lie, it's a cool house but I hand-cleaned the baseboards (that maybe didn't need it) and no one even questioned the switch box or commented on the coolness of motion sensors in my closet, the hall closet, and the bathroom.
Or--you know, all the pendant lights and the sconce light and puck lights and LED light strip running an inch from the ceiling on a platform made out of hard plastic cord covers because I got creative or the routers installed at key points (because concrete and signal strength) or ethernet cable running everywhere or...you know, normal things.
Like, yay rabbits? I'm not disappointed or anything, obviously, but I have to admit, of all the things you'd think someone coming in here would notice, all they saw were my rabbits.
OTOH, this does bode well if I say, decide to repaint this beige nightmare room white. So overall, I'm encouraged.
