.it's only day 4.

Day 4/361

The smell has not left.  Maybe something died in the woods behind our house.  I think I'd prefer that over sewage.

Around 11:30am this morning Eli called me at work to let me know we have no electric.  I honestly don't even want to know what's next.  I called PPL to switch the electric over to my name assuming that the landlord took his name off the account since we started moving in.  Never assume.  You know that saying... it makes an ass out of u and me?  Yeah.  Proved it.  I'm sorry ma'am...the address you gave me is not a valid address.  What?? How is this possible?? This is the address on my lease, on my change of address form, and on my new #%(*$U# checks from the bank?  Well I suggest that you either call your landlord to get the correct address or get the meter number and we will be glad to assist you.

Arrrrgh!! Don't they have techs for this?  Doesn't somebody get paid to come out and figure these things out?  If not, there should be.  I was planning on working until about 8pm tonight however this house crap has me so frustrated that I couldn't even function. 

When I arrived home I was surprised to find that Eli and Uncle Darrell painted the girls room a lovely "pink ribbon".  Ms. Iliketopaintinthedark showed up to paint unexpectedly and was slightly upset {and itching up a storm} to find it was half way finished already.  Well helloooo the place was empty for how many months before we moved in?  I'm sorry but it doesn't take a freakin week to paint one room.  The painting will continue tomorrow considering the color prior looked like shiny shit smeared on the walls so that will take multiple coats to cover.  Oh yeah, and light helps.  Once that's done the girls' bedroom will be decorated with cute little cuddly owls and hedgehogs.

xoxo ♥berlin™