12 of 12

I've been wanting to do this thing that Susan Keuter does on her blog, where she takes 12 pictures documenting her day on the 12th of the month...but let's face it folks, I'm a flake. I've been trying to remember now for 4 months, and I finally got it this time! WOO! So here are my 12 of 12:

1. I went to Jamba Juice and got a chocolate moo'd... YUM!
2. I went to work.
3. I entered new product into the system. Aren't these Adirondack Dabbers cool?
4. Lance, the Pickle Man from Rusty Pickle came in to teach a class.
5. We bonded over our ugly shoes.
6. After work, I drove home.
7. I went to the apartment complex office to complain about the honeycomb mess.
8. I went home and my kids greeted me at the door.
9. I had some cake for a really late lunch.
10. Gidget decided we needed a nap, and who am I to argue?
11. I did some Sudoku puzzles. Gotta keep the brain sharp!
12. I got on the computer to check my email and goof off.

My life, is just waaaaaayyyy too exciting, I think! I totally encourage everyone to try this. What a great way to document the everyday stuff that makes up our lives.

So yeah, I went to the office to complain about the mess on my front patio. I finally got to meet the new manager, and she seemed nice, in a genuine way, not the fakey way the other people in there act. She looks kinda like Christy Turlington. The maintenance supervisor was there too, and he called the guy who was scraping out the honeycomb. He told us that the guy denied leaving a mess, and when he walked by this morning, the hole was all sealed up. I was like, uh, yeah, because my husband covered it up!!! I told him, hey, I have pictures of the mess! He was like, really? So I had the apartment manager pull up my blog so she could look at yesterday's entry. Who said blogs were a waste of time? Ha ha!

You should have seen the look on her face when she saw that first pic of the plastic hanging down. I also showed her the photos of my stairs both time. She printed them out and said she is going to use them when she talks to that guy who left the mess. I think the maintenance supervisor was amused that I carry around my camera with me all the time. What can I say? I'm a scrapbooker!

She offered to have someone come clean inside my apartment for me, since we had to clean the mess that guy left, but as much as I joke that I would like to have a maid, the thought of some stranger cleaning up after me kinda skeeves me out. I just asked to have my living room carpet cleaned. I have a steam cleaner, but it is easier if someone else does it, you know?

So anyway, they told me that they would have the ceiling fixed by Friday, at the absolute latest. They told me that they put up chains so people couldn't use the fire access to get into the courtyard to park on the grass, which is nice. I noticed the chains on the way to pick up my husband from work. That's a good thing. She also said she would walk back here with the landscaping supervisor to see what they could do about fixing all the ugly.

Hopefully we finally have a manager who is going to get off her behind and do something around here. Thank goodness!