Tuesday I wake up to an email saying that the landlord is going to sell our place with no additional information other than we need to film an 8 minute video walkthru for him (????)
get into work sit down, imediately get called into HR: Layoffs A job offer from a different Dev studio Complete uncertainty of when I can leave / start
i get home from work Wednesday to a notice on the door that the mandatory fire inspection/vent cleaning of our dryer which is going to be $120 is payable only by check. I have not written a check since 2008. So we have to tear the place apart looking for fucking checks which when I find a pack has an address from 15+ years ago on it.
I email the property manager to be like: Uhhh about this selling thing? My lease ends November 30th, are they not renewing it? What's up? And then they respond with: Your lease ends november 30th which is several months away
Also in less bad news and more embarrassing. My mom bought my birthday dinner thru door dash with her credit card. I could have sworn i immediately deleted her card off my account. I did not. I spent like $450 in door dash on her card. Which is an embarassing amount of money to admit to my mom that we spend eating out because EVERYTHING IS ON FUCKING FIRE.
(That was the 2 weeks that Gloom almost died and we were not up to cooking and couldn't leave the apartment really because he was so touch and go and also in a cone.)
Fortunately she has the money to cover it and I'll give her cash when I see her, it's more that I want to literally die that she can see how much cheesecake factory we ate.
there's honestly probably more but it's been such a shit week that I'm just exhausted from everything. The vent cleaning was this morning and all was well and they didn't care that my check had the wrong address.
Also the cats hated the cleaning because they basically pulled the dryer out and ran a leaf blower through the vent to push all the lint and dust outside. (it wasn't really a leaf blower but that same sort of sound)
Layoffs
A job offer from a different Dev studio
Complete uncertainty of when I can leave / start
I have not written a check since 2008. So we have to tear the place apart looking for fucking checks which when I find a pack has an address from 15+ years ago on it.
And then they respond with: Your lease ends november 30th which is several months away
Plurk Frands: Our cat was born in March.
I do not know what to tell you bro. I gave you the stuff from when we adopted them in MAY.
I did not.
I spent like $450 in door dash on her card.
Which is an embarassing amount of money to admit to my mom that we spend eating out because EVERYTHING IS ON FUCKING FIRE.
The vent cleaning was this morning and all was well and they didn't care that my check had the wrong address.