Apartment woes

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One of the reasons I’ve blogged so little in spite of tremendous activity in our lives here is the hassle we’ve had moving in. A lot of our stuff was damaged in the move from the movers and/or the assholes at the bridge when they inspected the truck (in our absence, since we left ahead of the moving truck of course), so we have to follow up with that. Plus, since moving in, we have had the following to deal with:

• Termites–live termites that were eating the baseboards (now fumigated)
• Fumigator drilled holes in floor to put treatment, left us with ripped apart walls baseboards and — duh — holes in the floor!
• Cabinet doors falling off under the sink
• Dripping sink faucet
• Dripping toilet
• Dripping water heater
• Unpacking, organzing
• Oven that turns off on its own, leaving gas to leak out after flame goes out
• Oven that has no rack
• Unpacking, organzing
• No 220V plug (or 30A gauge wiring) for our electric dryer; moreover, since we can’t plug it in and it’s a stackable unit, we can’t even verify much less use the washer, even though it should only really need the standard 110V plug
• Trying different means of cooling. We tried a prison-looking evaporative cooler that not only did not cool, but raised the humidity to 95% wherever we put it. We bought a little 8K BTU A/C for the computer/study room, but no standard windows means I’ve had to try different planks of wood for the A/C housing. We’ve been to Home Depot (thank God there is one and they cut wood to specifications) many times.
• Unpacking, organizing, cleaning
• Organizing, cleaning
• Cleaning
• etc.

It’s a much smaller apartment than what we’re used to, as well as the fact that Mexicans are pretty small in general, so doorways/hallways, kitchen width, etc. all made for little Mexicans, not 6′ 350lb Americans.

The good thing is that our landord, an soon-to-be-retiring engineer, is a very straight-up, honest and professional man who is committed to make sure that for his part, everything gets fixed. It’s just the inescapable reality that this is Mexico and in Mexico things move slow, 9:00 AM means sometime before lunch, and after lunch means 3:00 PM or after. It took 2 hours to go to Telmex to get our phone service ordered, about an hour or so for Megacable with a 10 day wait, and on and on. Laundry is piling up, and we are having to clean up not only after ourselves, but after all the men that are coming by to fix things.

I’m just thankful that people are coming by. I just want it overwith so I can relax.