Grounded

I’m going to bore you one last time with a post about the damp problem in my apartment. Although I can’t be bothered anylonger now that have I found a new place to live, I still am under the obligation to allow experts to come into the apartment to try and find the leak. And today is the day. At ten this morning the janitor and two experts showed up to perform a forth leak detection attempt. So I’m grounded for the rest of morning and maybe even a part of the afternoon.

While I’m typing this, they are putting up a ladder against the façade. They’ve asked me to open the kitchen window in order to plug in the electric drill that they will be using to drill holes into which they will insert a camera. The next step is to pour water on the roof and to film the flow of the water coming down through the until now undetectable hole that is at the origin of the damage.

Just for the record, one last shot showing the extend of the damage.

Soon this will be nothing more than a bad souvenir,
one I intend to forget as quickly as possible.

I do want to co-operate, but after everything I have been through, I just want them to go away and leave me alone … so that I can go out shopping for new curtains and wallpaper. Which is so much more fun than sitting here, waiting for something that is probably not going to happen …

Anyway, I have an appointment at the hair salon at 2.30 p.m. Even if they haven’t gone by then, I’ll be off, and they will simply have to cope on their own. There’s nothing like a new haircut to cheer a girl up … and to make up for the ‘moral damage’ this damp problem has caused!

Update: They've just come in to tell me that they've found the origin ... even without drilling the hole! Why couldn't they have done that a year ago? Now it's 'just' a matter of finding a way to fix it! Which seems to be more complicated than it sounds. Anyway, I don' t regret my decision to move. It's an excellent excuse to buy new stuff!