Monday night around 3:00 am, I suddenly heard this pounding on the roof like people were running across it. It scared the bejeezus out of me, and immediately woke me up. I went to our front door and looked out the peep hole to see if the fire escape door was open. Due to my sleepiness, not having my contacts in, and the fish eye view of the peephole, I really couldn't tell.
Yesterday, however, my neighbor confirmed that some guys were scaling the rooftops, and he'd shined a flashlight on them to scare them away. Yup, rooftop thieves, looking for a top floor fire escape door to enter and break into apartment buildings. It's the second time it's happened in the four years I've lived here. And I had a hard time getting back to sleep afterwards. I have this terrible fear of my apartment being broken into, my laptop stolen, my social security card taken, and Sugar catnapped.
I am also dealing with these new contact lenses that, while they give me better vision, also feel kind of like mini-sand dollars stapled to my eyes. That is, they hurt.
Our refrigerator broke over the weekend, and all the food went bad. I spent Monday night last night tossing everything, but they wheeled the new one in today. I say new as in it was the most current, not that it was new in condition. But at least it works. Unfortunately, our slumlord landlord denied my request for a rent credit since we had to toss all the food in the fridge.
So I am tired, my eyes hurt, and I don't have a lot of food at home. This all equals unhappiness, and when I am unhappy, I don't go to the gym because I cannot take that amount of self-punishment. Hopefully, I'll get off my duff and go today.
Not good. Not fun. Not a single thing.
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