Mmm…alarm clock rings at 6 am, not too tired – nice. Nice long shower to wake up properly. So far so good… With the towel around my hair I try to switch on the AC - nothing. Strange, it was working last night. Ah well, at least it’s not 40° degrees outside so manageable today. On the way back to the bathroom I run into Mr. Cockroach himself, as big and quick as ever, speeding across the floor. Thought he was long gone. Still a good day, just need to ask the maintenance department to do some magic spraying or something. While performing my very limited beauty procedures for the morning, my eyes suddenly catches a glimpse of what seems to be my very own private waterfall…on the bathroom wall. Upstairs neighbours must have been working on some inventive pool ideas over night. At least the puddle on the floor isn’t too big yet, so can easily walk around it. Breakfast next; apparently Mr. Barata brought his whole family this time, his smaller relatives seem to be looking for breakfast in the kitchen as well. Always something good that comes with the bad, so this is probably good for my dislike of bugs, or something else, which I can’t figure out at the moment. While keeping both eyes on the bugs, I take a step into the kitchen, or was it the shower? Same feeling under my feet so would have been hard to tell by that only. Ah, water in the kitchen as well today, that’s new - all over the floor. At least I’ve got tiles and not some antique floorboards. Better start writing a list for the maintenance guys. As this wasn’t enough of water for the day, the piping for the AC at work suddenly explodes about 10 minutes before I am about to share a bit of birthday cake with my colleagues in the afternoon. And now we’re talking water everywhere, lots and lots of it. The cake was nice though - spite the slight delay.
I think Mr. Murphy is only trying to wish me a very Happy Birthday, in his own little way…no harm meant, I am sure. Will be interesting to see what else he’s got to offer for the day, some surprises at the gym perhaps?
I think Mr. Murphy is only trying to wish me a very Happy Birthday, in his own little way…no harm meant, I am sure. Will be interesting to see what else he’s got to offer for the day, some surprises at the gym perhaps?
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