apartment woes... can't wait to move out
my kitchen sink is dripping a little into the cabinet below. it's nothing catastrophic, but it's incredible how there's almost never a time when nothing is going wrong in this apartment. calling the plumber (the landlord's "guy" who never seems to fix anything "all the way") and periodically emptying the container i placed to catch the drips -- small tasks that add up to an ongoing unnecessary mental load, when there's always something requiring attention.
Temporary Autonomous Zone