I realized last night that I never explained why the bathroom:

It was an easy-going Sunday night. Finally had some downtime after a grueling run. Had been working every weekend for a month and a half which meant not a single day (or night actually) off, which had caught up and taken its toll. I opted out of a party to take a nice, long, relaxing bath. As I was laying in the tub, I put my feet against the wall to stretch….

and kicked in the wall.

I called my apartment manager and he said, "You brute!" But he’d stopped by the place anyway to discuss my roommate’s imminent departure, so he popped into the bathroom to take a look. "It’s okay - I can caulk the tile" was his original assessment. Armed with gun in hand, he began the repair only to realize the entire wall had been rotted away by a leak in the shower upstairs. Now a simple misplaced tile turned into tearing out the entire shower wall.

"Not to worry," he said. "I can have it done by the end of the week!" Not for him to worry, but we both needed a new place to bathe. So the rounds of phone calls were placed, solutions found and the imposing began. We two tried to spread the grief as widely and thinly as possible but still leaned most heavily on a select two. (Thank you, thank you!)

Sunday came and Sunday went, and the shower had yet to be rebuilt. "Not to worry," he said. "You can still (sort of) take a bath. The shower will be done at the end of the week."

The tiler would be in on Monday, no, Tuesday, no, Wednesday, no, Friday. And my roommate would be home to meet him, right? On Saturday he stopped by to build a window frame with a promise that Monday they would install the concrete foundation. Tuesday we were told it would only be another day. And yet, another day, and yet another day.

I have guests who will soon be in town. It’s the holidays, so the workers won’t be around. But surely, definitely, 100% we’ll have everything finished in time for that yet. Sigh.

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My theme song for the day:

"Don’t push so hard against the world
You can’t do it all alone
and if you could
would you really want to?
Even though you’re a big strong girl
come on, come on
lay it down
the best made plans
come on, come on
lay it down
are your open hands…"

One Response to “I kicked in the wall…”

1. Gary Says:
   January 18th, 2006 at 6:05 pm

   i wanna play scrabble - kevin has a scoreboard that shows people catchin’ a whoopin’…I wanna play scrabble…and poker.

   better than going out to a bar

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