Wacky Hijinks Ensue

It's been an interesting week and weekend.

As you know, I rolled my ankle last Monday and have been wearing a splint since Tuesday. I've gotten to the point where I can put weight on it and take off the splint for short periods, but pivoting it still hurts like a mofo, so I'm gonna be on the meds for another couple of days. I REALLY hope this is over and done with by Wednesday.

This weekend I went to the local farmers' market with some of my friends from work* and we had a good time, despite the looming weather. We had a nice breakfast at the little restaurant, though the waitress was a real jackass who screwed up 2 of our 5 orders and took forever to get us refills. Let's just say she earned the no tip she got.

The market itself was fun; there was a lot of produce and the weather/season is such that the vendors were just starting to start selling some plants. There was also a woman there who was selling some absolutely beautiful homemade cedar furniture. The prices were pretty good, though I don't have enough money available at the moment (damn saving up for the new job!). I got her card, though, and if any of y'all are interested, you can see the stuff here: Cedarwood Furniture by Franklin.

I had originally been planning on going to the North Carolina Ren Faire as well, but my ankle was starting to bother me towards the end of our tromp through the market & the docs at the clinic, as well as the physical therapist there, recommended that I try to walk on it for no more than 30 minutes at a time and then rest it, elevated, for at least 10-15 minutes. That, combined with the rain sweeping through the area, convinced me that it would probably be a Bad Idea to go yesterday. I feel bad, though, because I wanted to see my friend Alex all in his piratical gear. I'll just have to see him next weekend. ;-)

In sadder news, I went by my local (& favorite) comic shop after leaving the market and it's closed for business. I knew that it was going to close at the end of this month (the property management raised the owner's rent/"maintanence fees" by $1k/month without any warning), but I thought the last day was going to be either today or tomorrow. I didn't get a chance to say goodbye to the owner (a really nice guy). I do know that he was looking into possibly re-opening in down in the Garner area at some later date, which I fully support. Not only does Garner need something along those lines, but it would be cheaper rent, which is always nice.

Today I plan on downloading/printing all the forms I'm gonna need for my first day at work (tax stuff, health plan enrollment, etc.), writing my "this is why I'm REALLY leaving" letter for work (haven't decided if I'm going to hand it over or not, but it sure is cathartic), going to my gaming group for the first time in lord-knows-how-long and then picking up some furniture from the house of some friends. And yes, I'll be careful when moving the furniture :-P

*I've always maintained that I like the people I work(ed) with, but increasingly hated the people I worked for. My coworkers and I plan on keeping in touch as much as possible.

I received a notice yesterday that my building's exterior was going to get power-washed today and that I needed to remove my belongings from the balcony since the wash solution would contain a bleach mixture. No problem, I just need to move my plant inside and everything else into the balcony closet.

Except.

When I went to take down my bamboo wind chime, I found that wasps had built a nest inside it. Luckily it was a small nest (smaller than a golf ball) and I realized this BEFORE I got stung, but it was still startling. I pried it out with a knife and kicked it over the edge of the balcony, but three times while I was clearing out the balcony I saw a wasp come buzzing over to where its nest used to be and act irate. Hopefully the power-wash will also remove whatever scent markers they may've laid.

Fuck fuck fuck.

The apartment complex is updated the pipes/plumbing in the buildings over the next few months. They're starting with my building, specifically the apartments on my end of the building.

Tomorrow. For both of my days off. From 8AM to 6PM. And water usage is not allowed during those times.

The notice was posted on my door sometime today while I was at work, along with "zones" that I needed to clear to be worked on or moved through (most of the apartment) and "safe areas" where I could store my stuff (the patio and half of my bedroom). So I just spent a funtabulous 90 minutes figuring out where the hell I could move stuff.

Did I mention that aside from the obvious places to be cleared (bathroom, laundry, dishwasher, kitchen sink, etc.) I had to clear out all 3 of my closets? Apparently they're going to need to cut through the drywall in the back of each of them to get to some of the pipes.

My apartment looks like a disaster area. Well, okay, more so than usual.

But completely aside from having to rearrange my apartment twice, what the hell am I supposed to do on my days off if I can't sleep in or fuck off at home?! I'm trying to keep my expenditures to an absolute minimum, which means I don't want to go shopping or see any movies or anything like that. And yes, I know that I have a couple of friends who won't be at work either, but my guilt complex doesn't want to me bother them with my problems.

God DAMN, but the timing of this sucks.