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If they don’t show up today I’m going to cry.
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You could just pull it, that might make someone take notice. 
I have a fairly high-end Delta faucet, and it’s made of brass and then chrome plated.
Where is the source of the noise? If the unit is located on the wall, can you move a tall bookcase in front of it? Wrap it in something to muffle the noise? If it is located on the ceiling, I would suggest finding a carboard box that will cover it completely, then using something like command adhesive strips to secure the box over it. Putting a thin pillow in the box first might also help.
I hate how long it takes doctors to get back to you with test results. I had an EEG done over a week ago because I’ve been having a lot of memory issues lately. No one has called to tell me any results, even after I remembered (yay!) to call and ask.
So don’t feel bad, Cat Whisperer. I forgot my purse at a coffee shop on Saturday and my debit card at a restaurant on Sunday. Usually once a week I drive past the daycare and get home before I remember to pick up my son. Now my 6yo yells “daycare!!” when we get close. Good thing he’s on top of that! :smack:
It’s a box on the corridor wall outside my flat- I’m not sure how the people in the other flat would react to me muffling it, as it’s a shared one, and they have a general policy of leaving everything to the landlord. They weren’t sure about me even cutting the grass.
As you’ve guessed, no-one showed up to fix it today 
Luckily, I think my brain’s actually tuning it out now. I’ll survive til the morning…
Oooh, la-dee-da - I bet you have multiple colanders, too. 
(I always think of faucets as stainless steel - now that I think about it, they might be chrome. Whatever mine is, it works for smell-removal.)
Yay! Brain-dead sisters, represent! I’m going to start putting my car keys in my backpack so I can’t go home without it.
::hangs head:: I admit it; I own four colanders. :o
I did have five, but I gave one away.
I run into this too, and totally understand. This is the only message board I’ve ever been a member of, and some of you, I’ve “known” for 10 or so years now. I talk irl about people I know here and the things that are happening with them quite often. I feel grief when one of my fellow dopers has a hard time or gets sick or dies. It IS hard to explain to people who don’t have relationships like this, but you know what? It’s still real. You don’t have to be able to touch a person to develop a bond.
I have a lot of sympathy for your loss. I’m sorry you’re hurtin’.
Life is not fantastic lately. My husband is freaking the fuck out about Ph.D. internship applications and honestly so am I because if he doesn’t get accepted this year I have no idea what the hell we’re going to do. Even with my full-time job and his stipend we aren’t drawing in enough income to cover our expenses, and we can’t keep that up for long. Then there’s the fear he’ll get accepted somewhere like Delaware and we’ll have to uproot again and move to another place where we have no social network, and then move again a year after that. It took me a fucking year to find the job I have now and I don’t even want to think about looking for another one.
I love my job but I fucking hate my commute. I only have to do it three times a week now but it’s so fucking stressful driving Central Jersey to North Philly. This last week it took me a good 1 hour and forty minutes to get home.
And on top of that I have had a roaring resurgence of PTSD symptoms, mostly horrific nightmares that feel very real. In the one I had last week, I woke up yelling and beating the shit out of my head with my fists. And last night… I can’t even talk about it. I have such terrible dreams.
This time of year is hard but I dunno, it just blindsided me this year. I didn’t expect this. But my husband is too stressed out to really be there for me right now. As he put it, he’s trying to ‘‘get us the hell out of New Jersey’’ and that really is our number one priority right now. I don’t want to distract him. All of the household responsibilities have fallen on me the last month which really does not help my levels of stress.
I’ve had the same splitting headache for 24 hours straight now. Meds are not really helping. I was supposed to work from home today but I have accomplished nothing. I already took a sick day last week, so it’s not like I can just declare a mental health day.
Fuck. Sometimes I just want to give up.
Keep on keepin’ on, Olives. You can do this.
I hope things will look up for you, olives.
Beepy thing fixed! Yay!
Yay for beepy things being fixed!
I am now feeling cannibal about eating a tuna and olives empanadilla… damn, I need to get my guilt-o-meter readjusted!
I think I’ll just summarise my mini-rant as Stress.
Stressed about lawyers (got a phone appointment with mine today), stressed about the ex, stressed about my ill exMIL who’s got in touch after 5 months silence, stressed about local mummy-politics at our Toddlers group, stressed that I dropped the ball by promising to go to an info day to promote our mummy-walking group (then promptly forgetting about it, and now unavailable thanks to sodding lawyers, which lets face it, would have taken priority even if I had remembered), stressed by family, stressed out by non-eating non-sleeping teething toddler with a cold, stressed trying to organise a night out for the Toddlers group, even though I’d be happy to walk away from it, stressed that I hadn’t noticed one of my friends with new baby is possibly suffering from PND, unstressed that nobody else is probably reading this wallotext and just generally stressed.
Ah, I feel better already.
Too late to edit to add:
Oh, and downstairs neighbour who just pointedly slammed the outer and inner doors? Fuck you. I leave the outer porch door open on nice dry days like this to air out the stench of your fucking fags. The more you go out and slam it, then slam your own door (which is obviously fucked as its letting the stink out), the more I want to tiptoe down and reopen it again, and again. You don’t own this building, we’re not your tenants, we have as much right to open the fucking door as you have to close it. Oh, and every time you slam it, rather than closing it, you’re damaging the metal latch. And do you think I’ll be chipping in for repairs? No, I **like **it open, fuck you!!
Sorry hon, that didn’t qualify as a wall of text. A brick, tops.
I pit my downstairs apartment neighbors. Everyday I’ve come home from work for the past two weeks, my apartment as been at least 80 degrees. I’m so happy that I don’t have to pay for heating but I think it is a little silly that I’m opening the windows in 40 degree weather. It has also been raining for the past two nights so I couldn’t open the windows.
So downstairs neighbor, why are you heating your apartment to just short the temperature of the sun? I asked for northern US locations to escape the heat. Now that its finally cooling off my stupid apartment is too freakin hot in my apartment.
ETA: I just realized that it really isn’t all their fault and is more the fault of the people who designed the apartments. Damn you all for not insulating the units properly!
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Long ago I had an apartment over the building’s boilers. My floor was hot year round. Even in 20 below weather, I left the kitchen window open about an inch to cool the unit. Sorry to say, that’s what you’re going to need to do. Pick a window, make the area around it water proof or at least resistant, and leave it open. If there’s any chance of someone coming in it, then get a properly cut length of board to prevent it from being opened further.
Last night one of my former co-workers posted on his facebook page that he needed someone to watch his 2 year old on friday. His sister in law had already responded saying that she would. So I joke “What? You don’t have any closets?” He responds “I am neither amused nor impressed”. :rolleyes: I post a PM to him apologizing for offending him. He responds “It takes a lot to offend me and that was over the line”.
No, apparently it doesn’t take very much at all to offend you.
Chimera, I have noticed an epidemic of lackasensahumah in the world lately and apparently your acquaintance is infected. Glad you didn’t catch it.