Maybe I need to change the title of my blog to The Cynical Woman. On five of the past nine days, we've been graced by a succession of roofers and home repairmen whose so-called efforts have done nothing to stop the leaks in the roof. It's a sad state of affairs when the property management company's offer to buy us more buckets to catch the drips feels like a early Christmas present.
Personally, I think that the owner should let us get that second dog I've been craving as partial compensation for living in a sieve.
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