Tag: This Old Apartment (Building)

  • Unappreciated

    We’ve a houseguest for the next several days so I bleached the bathroom good and he in turn gave me shortbread cookies from a bakery in NY that I love. I like the personality that old buildings have, but one of the drawbacks of living in a 90 year old apartment building is the bathroom’s…

  • Unsolved Mystery…At Least For Me

    Been an unusually loud few hours. Our landlord had the heat turned off over the weekend (geez) but it was back on last night and kicking the pipes harder than I’ve heard so far this year. Bang bang bang bang bang, the radiators were rattling and all the pipes leading to it. Bang bang bang…

  • Yuck! Yuck, yuck, yuck!

    One thing this apartment has been fairly good about is a lack of bugs, which I appreciate. Sure, during the summer months there’s always one big ol’ waterbug sighted scrambling across the kitchen floor to scurry back outside under the door, and about three or four times a year, after it rains, ants suddenly flow…

  • Autographs and a refuge-seeking cat

    Two events added a little levity to our tissue-packed day on Tuesday (H.o.p.’s working with me on a third roll). (1) When Marty got home in the evening a cat that belongs to a woman upstairs decided it’d had enough of being locked out of the building in the rain and zipped past Marty into…

  • Fresh pipe

    Wherein You Learn From My Mistakes, Hopefully, But Probably Not Because I Never Did (should be the name of this blog). Well, for several hours this morning our kitchen sink got needed attention from the landlord and his helper, G. (who I call the Super and for all intents and purposes is). Turns out there…

  • The outside makes its way in

    The rat population out back of the apartment building seems to have exploded. The rats have even eaten away the edges of the lids of the garbage bins…and now we have critters in the walls. Whatever they are I don’t know because they thus far remain in the walls and I can’t see them. But…

  • Answer me why…

    Everyone else can write about the important stuff. My blog is for asking pointless questions that no one either bothers to answer or simply can’t answer. (Oh, wait, I was informed the aloe vera was dying because it was getting too much water. I stopped watering it except when the soil was completely dry and,…

  • We have a new upstairs neighbor (still typing without the apostrophe as WordPress will not let me use it now)

    Our last upstairs neighbors were two women who moved in and then never paid rent. The apartment just above us has a history of people moving in who cease at some point to pay rent and then skip out. These women never paid rent again at all. Earlier this week I heard someone upstairs at…

  • Hot here, there, everywhere, busted AC and myriad failures

    Hot here, there, everywhere – need I say more. But I will. We live in an urban apt with no natural ventilation because the windows are all nailed shut or sealed shut with paint. Our couple of window air units aren’t the best in the world, the one in the bedroom cooled about 14 inches…

  • Preserving the underground history of a city

    Apparently it’s annother anniversary with Earthlink. They send us a link to an anniversary page that shows a present with confetti raining over it. Despite the fact I hate Earthlink, confetti always manages to make me feel special. Inner child goes, “Look, confetti!” for one split second. But even the inner child knows better and…

  • Georgie (uninvited guest blogging)

    Georgie (uninvited guest blogging)

    Georgie may not look large to you, but when I saw Georgie skitter across the floor away from me, I screamed. She looks a very respectable size in person. She (or he) is trapped here underneath a large mouthed vase. Update: It occurs to me that Georgie’s big enough that I could paint a smiley…

  • The apartment above us doesn’t like anyone to pay rent for it or live there very long

    When you hear lots of scraping on the floor above in the middle of the night, if you live in an apartment building you may suddenly become an heir to plants left behind by neighbors who are slipping away without paying their rent. The first time we ended up with a concrete lawn bunny and…