The good news
I called the management company about the note on my door about the toilet and the shower replacement and to my not very great surprise found out that it was all a mistake, going back to when they said I was leaking into the non-existent apartment below me (I'm on the first floor, there is no apartment below me). So that's good, I don't need to be here next Tuesday after all.
Aside from that, things are OK. Work was work, nothing much to say about it, I did the laptop program with the teens.
The Kid called, we had a brief chat. And the FWiB called after work of course, and we were having a nice talk when my phone battery died. So we got cut off.
Then I went to my meeting, which was small but good, and then I came home.
This morning while I was in the shower someone rang the doorbell quite emphatically, but by the time I had gotten out of the shower and to the door they had left. I have no idea what it was about. I worried all day that something might have happened here in connection with it but it doesn't seem to have.
1. The FWiB.
2. My meetings and the people there.
3. Not having my toilet and shower replaced.
4. Everything was OK here when I got home.
5. The pure white pigeon that I've seen three times now in the flock the lives near where I work.
6. The Kid.
5. Current Mood: cheerful