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i’m having one of those days where i am paralyzed because i have too many things i urgently need to do, and so i’m spending literal hours frozen contemplating them all. i’ve tried to Just Do It to a couple small things but, not really with any success.
i also noticed while doing laundry that the drain in the basement backs up now. i don’t spend a ton of time in this house so i hadn’t noticed before, but there’s evidence it’s been doing that for a bit. great.
and i don’t mean that the drain in the basement backs up when the basement is wet. no, i mean if you use any water anywhere* in the house, water comes out of that drain. which happened shortly after we moved in, and we had to have a plumber come and deal with it and it was like $700, and we lied to our landlady and just paid it because the landlady is Dude’s mom and she doesn’t charge us enough to live here.
(cut for whining)
*(yes, this includes the toilet, I am sure, and I am really not psyched to contemplate that in any way)
but we probably have to have a plumber come again. we also need to have the driveway and the front and side stoops redone, because the front one is subsiding and cracking in half, and the side one, well, the step has disintegrated and you have to hop over it to get in or out of the house, and then the driveway is like 70-year-old concrete that’s kind of separating so we should probably fix it. but. anyway.
all the joys of home ownership, and we never even got around to buying the place. (We should. we’ve discussed it. idk, I have such profound anhedonia that the idea of even thinking about finding something else fills me with despair. Various people are like but you don’t looooove this house you should buy one you loooooove. No, I don’t love this house, but I literally am incapable of love for the most part? so why would I want to subject myself to anything else? clearly the house is adequate, we’ve lived here ten years. It has off-street parking, laundry, a big enough yard for a clothesline, and four walls and a roof and like, some rooms. The kitchen needs updating, the electricity needs updating, and there’s no insulation like, anywhere. So like… we could just… do that to this house? I don’t know why people keep advising me to look for a different house? I am incapable of feeling pleasure, I can’t even bear to shop for shoes at the moment, why the fuck am I going to suddenly care about curb appeal or something? I spend half my time in a yurt, I’m stoked enough about electricity and the possibility of a flush toilet.)
but… i kind of have to pee and also wanted a shower and have a couple more loads of laundry to do, and i don’t know what else to do to make the drain work; we tried using a snake and a bunch of Drano but it’s not really working, so. I know this sounds really stupid but doing laundry is kind of my self-soothing Well, At Least I Got Something Done activity when I’m having this sort of paralysis problem, so I’m just going to lie here and quietly Freak The Fuck Out for a bit, which is my best party trick.
Oh bonus freakout? You know how the air gives me hives sometimes, or like, the sun? I also have a Random Mystery Discolored Circle on my back that’s been there for like, two weeks now, so how cool is that? I am purposely Not Googling Random Mysterious Discolored Circles On My Skin because it’s probably an alien nesting in my spine and I’d just rather not know until it gnaws its way out. It’s better this way.
i’m having one of those days where i am paralyzed because i have too many things i urgently need to do, and so i’m spending literal hours frozen contemplating them all. i’ve tried to Just Do It to a couple small things but, not really with any success.
i also noticed while doing laundry that the drain in the basement backs up now. i don’t spend a ton of time in this house so i hadn’t noticed before, but there’s evidence it’s been doing that for a bit. great.
and i don’t mean that the drain in the basement backs up when the basement is wet. no, i mean if you use any water anywhere* in the house, water comes out of that drain. which happened shortly after we moved in, and we had to have a plumber come and deal with it and it was like $700, and we lied to our landlady and just paid it because the landlady is Dude’s mom and she doesn’t charge us enough to live here.
(cut for whining)
*(yes, this includes the toilet, I am sure, and I am really not psyched to contemplate that in any way)
but we probably have to have a plumber come again. we also need to have the driveway and the front and side stoops redone, because the front one is subsiding and cracking in half, and the side one, well, the step has disintegrated and you have to hop over it to get in or out of the house, and then the driveway is like 70-year-old concrete that’s kind of separating so we should probably fix it. but. anyway.
all the joys of home ownership, and we never even got around to buying the place. (We should. we’ve discussed it. idk, I have such profound anhedonia that the idea of even thinking about finding something else fills me with despair. Various people are like but you don’t looooove this house you should buy one you loooooove. No, I don’t love this house, but I literally am incapable of love for the most part? so why would I want to subject myself to anything else? clearly the house is adequate, we’ve lived here ten years. It has off-street parking, laundry, a big enough yard for a clothesline, and four walls and a roof and like, some rooms. The kitchen needs updating, the electricity needs updating, and there’s no insulation like, anywhere. So like… we could just… do that to this house? I don’t know why people keep advising me to look for a different house? I am incapable of feeling pleasure, I can’t even bear to shop for shoes at the moment, why the fuck am I going to suddenly care about curb appeal or something? I spend half my time in a yurt, I’m stoked enough about electricity and the possibility of a flush toilet.)
but… i kind of have to pee and also wanted a shower and have a couple more loads of laundry to do, and i don’t know what else to do to make the drain work; we tried using a snake and a bunch of Drano but it’s not really working, so. I know this sounds really stupid but doing laundry is kind of my self-soothing Well, At Least I Got Something Done activity when I’m having this sort of paralysis problem, so I’m just going to lie here and quietly Freak The Fuck Out for a bit, which is my best party trick.
Oh bonus freakout? You know how the air gives me hives sometimes, or like, the sun? I also have a Random Mystery Discolored Circle on my back that’s been there for like, two weeks now, so how cool is that? I am purposely Not Googling Random Mysterious Discolored Circles On My Skin because it’s probably an alien nesting in my spine and I’d just rather not know until it gnaws its way out. It’s better this way.
