New heater was being installed...YAY, right?...No...They said new one was factory defective...Was actually too big for house...They get another heater...Come to work on it for 4 hours every day for a week...Valentine's Day they stay from 1 PM to 11 PM...Still not working when they leave...Chase them down street, stop car by standing in front of it, and rant...Realize it doesn't matter and return home hysterical...Mom can't talk me down, so in the most romantic Valentine's Day gesture ever, Bill drives me to Hall-Mercer...Blood pressure 181/94...Therapist talks to me for an hour...Says I have every right to be so frustrated, and that the stress will pass...Whole trip took an hour and a half, which has to be some sort of record.
We finally have heat and a shower(Oh, shower had to be torn apart, due to mold eeking out from under the tub surround), but heater and bathroom still not up to code...Have issues which landlord and repair man say will be done but have not heard from them in over a week...Repairman unexpectedly drops by while I'm at work to make sure heater is still running...Sure...Calls while we're eating dinner and leaves me a message to call him back, says he did not call me, odd...Says he'll be here Saturday to look at the issues in the house...Next day, we get a 10 day eviction notice for non-payment of rent...It also says he posted it on the property, which probably accounts for the visit where he did nothing and the phone call he "didn't make"...His story will be he dropped it off and I called him about it...Thank goodness for time-stamped phone messages...Rent is in escrow until L&I action is done...Thank goodness my Valentine's trip to Hall-Mercer made me get an attorney because I was overwhelmed...Lawyer laughed and said it's illegal...Good...Repair man, who is now identified as property manager, never showed on Saturday.
Saturday was nice...Lissy went to a birthday party down the block, and I went to a baby shower a few doors down...Let Lissy stay out and play longer than usual like I had the night before...Stopped home from the shower to change Rez...Lissy runs up the porch with a boy who is known trouble behind her...He complains she threw his hat in a puddle...I make her apologize, bring her in for bath and bed...I also apologize to him when I go back to the shower, but let him know he can't say he didn't do anything to provoke it...Fini?...No...His mom knocks on my door while I'm at the shower...My mom tells her where I am if she wants to talk to me...Instead, she waits until the next day...Yells at Bill when he steps outside...He says same thing my mom and I both said, "What do you want us to do? Wash it?"...She says something about it being about respect, not the hat...Tries to turn it into a racial thing...I come out and tell her it's not racial, and her kid is constantly harassing the girls on the block...She says the girls knock for him, which isn't true...Especially not my kid, since she's not allowed across the street...I tell her her kid's not all that, and she goes, "He's all that like his momma!"...So I get all ghetto back, throw my jacket open, and shout "I'm skinnier than you, bitch!"...She thought I was gonna fight her...I never left the porch...If she wanted me, she'd have to come at me...She went home and got a broom...Her husband and Bill rushed into the middle of the street and stopped her...The cops came...It was a mess...Over a fucking baseball cap.
Now, my medication isn't helping my anxiety like it was...Actually having pretty bad attacks...So I scheduled an appointment, despite not having insurance...Ugh...
It's pretty ironic how everything and everyone I'm responsible for is what keeps me together, despite all of the stress they come with.