Eva's journal

Well, I wished for a quiet day yesterday, and got the opposite. Everyone around me seemed to be on a rampage, from the assholes in traffic, to my screaming, feral child. She seems to have entered the terrible 2s early, which I'm oh so excited about, I tell you what.

Maybe the heat has everyone crazy. It's in the 90s already, and the humidity is hovering around 75-85%. It. Is. Gross.

In better news, the complex finally hired another maintenance man, and he came by the apartment to look at the AC. He hadn't even been told about our faucet issue, so we showed him the bathroom and he said he'd get on it right away. M called me during the day to let me know that the AC unit had been refilled with Freon, specifically so the guy could assess where the leak was coming from, but that the house was currently cooling down. 

The house was wonderfully cool when I got home, but yeah, the AC slowly lost power over the evening, and finally was just blowing warm air. Womp womp. I was hoping we'd get a little bit more time with a cool house, especially with high-90s predicted for the next few days. 

One thing that may completely screw us is that the leak may not be anywhere that the maintenance guy can access it, like somewhere in the walls, which means we'd be well and truly boned. If that's the case, then we'll be left to suffer the hot months without working AC. M and I discussed what we'd do, and the idea is to either have a portable AC that we move between whatever rooms we're using, or we install another window unit in the living room, turn off the other units during the day, and then turn on the bedroom ACs about an hour before bed to cool down the rooms so we can sleep comfortable and shut off the living room AC overnight. 

Hopefully the leak can be fixed easily and we don't have to deal with all of that.

Ordered some new kids toys for the baby that will hopefully keep her entertained. She has stopped playing with most of her old ones, which may be why she's so wild during the days. M also finally conceded on breaking down the playpen and just setting up some kid furniture for her instead. Hopefully that will make the room feel less claustrophobic since the playpen is freaking huge.

Three day weekend. Much needed. Want to sleep.

Very glad that we picked up bagels in our last grocery order, because they are sure hitting the spot right now. Baby got introduced to bagels with cream cheese, which she is now very much all about and tries to steal from me. 

I had planned a scrounge dinner of whatever was accessible and easy in the house, but M requested we get pizza, so that's what we did. That will hopefully keep us going for a couple of days, too. 

Finally had the chance to pick up my anti-nausea medication. It worked immediately, which was a huge relief. I am looking forward to not feeling constantly sick.

M had to work late, and the poor baby was so tired. Since we have no second place for her to sleep anymore, we just had to wait until he had to log off (their submission thingy shuts off at 9pm, so he can't work past then.) She was so tired that she just passed out as soon as she was in her crib. 

I went to bed as soon as she was down, but had a terrible night full of awful dreams. Dreamt that I was at my parent's house and started having a miscarriage, and I was covered in blood and begging them to take me to the hospital and they just kept yelling at me that it was my fault and refusing to help. I felt so horrible from it that it actually woke me up, and I had a hard time getting back to sleep afterward. 

Alarm went off at 6:30, got up, ironed a dress for work, made the baby's breakfast, and headed out. I'm hoping today is just...quiet. 

Baby was absolutely feral all day yesterday, probably because she was up at the crack of dawn. M said that she had eaten half a house worth of food, was running around like crazy, getting into everything, and was just totally wild all day. At around 6:30 she started to get really fussy, and after a diaper change she curled up on my lap and fell right to sleep. It was quite early compared to her normal bedtime, but her only nap had been from 8-11, so she'd been awake for a really long time for her. 

She woke up after an hour or so of snoozing, ran around some more, ate some cheese, and then passed out again, this time for the night.

I ate a bowl of leftover pasta and immediately felt sick. -_- I spent the rest of the evening trying not to throw up. Really need to remember to pick up my anti-nausea medication today.

Told M my woes about trying to figure out what to do about meals. He very helpfully said "You'll figure it out." -_- Okay then. Sandwiches for dinner tonight. It's supposed to be in the 90s for the rest of the week, why am I even bothering?

For some reason, we are still able to watch Spectrum TV, even though our service was supposed to have ended on Monday. I called them up to make sure we didn't have a TV plan, and they said that we only had an internet plan. ~shrug~ Guess I'll enjoy it while it lasts.

Work brought in an ice cream food truck on Friday as part of employee appreciation week. It was from a local place called Melt, and HOO that was some good ice cream. I will have to visit their actual shop sometime. They have take-home pints for $10, which is astronomical, but damn was it good.

Saturday was quiet and lonely. M went to a friend's house to watch the fights, and I was at home with the baby all day. I was feeling melancholy, but at least the baby was in fine spirits, even if she did ferociously fight her nap. 

For some reason, Sunday was a rough day. Everything that could go wrong, did, and everyone was in a bad mood. I spent most of the day cleaning. The baby refused to eat anything I gave her and she became very hangry. Tibby peed in the kitchen and I didn't see it and stepped directly in it. -_- 

The new internet equipment came in, and it wouldn't connect the router, so I had to spend some quality time with Support. Once that was dealt with, I turned the hot water back on and attacked the kitchen. It took me the better part of two hours, but the stupid thing is finally squared away, all the dishes are done, every counter is scrubbed, and all the stupid things with stupid faces are in their stupid cupboards. 

We caught the 6:30 showing of "Sinners". Very good movie, do recommend. There are two post-credits scenes, stay for at least the first one. 

It had started raining just as we got to the theatre, and apparently while we were watching the movie there was a tornado outbreak. ~shrugs~ Had a few to the west of us and to the south of us, but nothing directly in our area. We got some very heavy rain, which was still going when we left the movie.

Three-day weekend coming up, thank Zod. M is taking vacation that week and the following one, so maybe his mood will even out a bit, though I'm sure his sleep schedule will get considerably worse. 

I realized over the weekend that I no longer enjoy our living space. Besides the maintenance problems, we just don't have enough space, and it's really starting to wear on me. When I got home from work on Friday, the baby was throwing a tantrum and M had put her in her pack and play to calm down, but when I went to check on her she'd managed to climb out of it. So, no more dedicated napping space, which means that we're going to have to rearrange the whole house - M's computer and work desk will come out to the living room, my sewing corner will get packed up and put into storage, and the office/baby room will just become a dedicated baby room. 

We had discussed how we'd have to do this eventually, but M doesn't want to do it until the AC is fixed because even though his tower is water cooled, it still puts of a TON of heat, and the living room is the only room that we haven't shoved a window unit into. Right now it's tolerable if you sit directly in front of a fan and don't move too much, but once temps really start to fry us, then it will become practically unlivable. 

The baby's playpen takes up a huge chunk of the living room. I want to get rid of it, since she barely uses it anyway, and I don't think she even wants it there because she pushes the damned thing all over the living room to get it out of her way. I want to just get her some baby furniture like a little table and chairs so she has a place to eat, and a little armchair or lounger, but M vetoed that idea because she has taken to throwing her food around when she gets bored with it, and he wants it contained in the playpen. -_-

We need more space, more rooms, a bigger kitchen, more storage, and we're about to add another human into the mix. I feel claustrophobic. I can't wait until we can finally get our house.

Got so fed up with the apartment complex that I tracked down their parent company and sent them an email. Apparently it just went to the manager of our complex, because I got an email back from her saying that they were "in the process of hiring a general contractor" and that the office will be closed until June 9th. Christ in a crock pot.

Speaking of the complex, they sent out an email that "the city" would be towing any cars parked on the street on Monday, with no warning, so make sure you have your parking permits! It's a load of bull, because the only place the city would tow for on-the-street parking is around the cultural district (I checked the city's website to make extra sure of this) So yeah, they're just harassing residents and blaming it on the city now. Stellar people, them.

M told me last night that he has a wedding to attend in October, so I'll be at home with the baby on my own for a few days. He seems oddly worried about this trip, even though I've been alone with the baby for longer stretches than that before. ~shrug~

Had my first battle with pregnancy hormones last night, where I ended up sitting in the middle of the floor and crying for no reason. That never happened during my first pregnancy, and I am NOT a fan of that, thank you. I've been feeling low for several days, and I miss my antidepressants. M went out and got me some comfort chicken nuggets, and we sat on the couch after the baby went to bed and chatted, which helped lift my mood.

Busy weekend ahead - big grocery run, car inspection, laundry, etc. Movie date on Sunday will be nice.

It was already 80 degrees when I woke up yesterday morning, bleh. By lunchtime it was 92, and I texted M begging off coming home for lunch since we still don't have AC in the car, and I knew I'd be a sweaty, disgusting mess by the time I got back to work. He didn't have anything going on at work that I needed to be there for, so I didn't have to brave the swelter until I actually left for the day.

It was 102 by the time I left at 4-ish. I made it to Labcorp with just enough time to give my samples before they closed, so that's finally taken care of. My arm feels a bit weak today.

Came home, house was hot, so it took quite some time to get the pulled pork finished up. Had to rest a lot, and make many trips to the bedroom to cool off in the AC there. But the pork was finally ready just before it was time to put the baby to bed. She went down with little fuss, which was nice, and I ate my weight in pork tacos, which I regretted, but it was worth it. 

Turned the hot water back on briefly so I could take a shower, then collapsed into bed. M was feeling super chatty, so I ended up staying awake too long. My brain automatically woke up at 6AM again, so I guess that's my new morning time. I lounged in bed for about half an hour before getting too bored and getting up.

Didn't bother trying to be productive this morning. I made the baby's breakfast plate and cleaned a handful of dishes, but it wasn't anything monumental and there's still a goddamn mountain of them taunting me. It's hard to clean with only cold water, so either tomorrow or Saturday I'm going to do a big push in the morning while it's cool, turn the hot water on for a little while, and get the kitchen cleared. M seems to think that paper plates will solve our dish problem, which, no, I cannot cook things on paper plates, but he's determined to give it a try. At least it will cut down on some of the clutter.

Grocery shopping this weekend, and then M and I are planning a date night for Sunday. We both want to see "Sinners", and it's been a minor epoch since we had a movie day together. It'll be nice to get out of the house together again.

Been having a terrible time sleeping lately, and when I do sleep I'm having crazy dreams. 

Woke up several times during the night on Tuesday, and finally gave up when I woke up at 6 and just decided to get up and do stuff. Started by vomiting profusely, which is always a fun way to start the day. -_- 

Cleaned and dressed, did 20 minutes of dishes, which barely made a dent in the mountain that's accumulated, but at least it was progress. Ironed a dress for work, and made a breakfast plate for the baby. Was going to start some pulled pork in the crock pot, but discovered when I pulled the pork out of the fridge (which I'd put in several days ago to defrost) that it was still frozen solid. M had also drank all the cokes, and I needed one for the brine, so pulled pork had to wait.

Went home for lunch, but baby was already napping, so I didn't have to do anything. M and I talked about the AC and the faucet, and the heat wave, and agreed that there will be no more cooking in the evenings in order to keep the house as cool as possible. M nixed the idea of grilling out, so there will be lots of sandwiches and salads in our future. 

Went by LabCorp after work to get my baseline labs done for the OB, but the internet had lied when they said they closed at 5, and they actually closed at 4:30. I arrived at 4:32, and it was dark and empty. -_- I found another location that is closer to work, so I will attempt labs again after work today. 

All the entrances to Walmart were blocked off by construction, so I stopped at Target for a few groceries instead. I was astonished by the prices for their produce, they were astronomical. $1.50 for a single peach, $3.70 for a single apple. Absolutely bonkers prices. I sent M a pic of the peaches, and he said he will buy us a bushel of peaches in July when the Peach Festival rolls around and the local peaches are harvested. 

Picked up some canned soups that we could microwave for dinner. I had a disappointing "Mediterranean Lentil" from Progresso, which was more chickpea than lentil. M ate a bowl of queso. 

At some point, M called his dad, an actual Journeyman plumber, and asked for help with the faucet situation. He lives in New Mexico/El Paso depending on work, so he's not anywhere near us, but he walked M through shutting off our hot water heater over facetime. The leak has slowed to a stead drip now instead of a flowing stream, and there's no more steam, which is a massive relief. It had gotten so bad that it was hard to breathe when in the bathroom, and M said that this morning the floor was actually covered in puddles of water. Hopefully now the room can dry out. 

Was awake at 6AM again this morning, but lounged in bed determined to rest more. Then I realized that I had to put the pulled pork together, so I got up and did that. I should have prepped last night, but I was dead tired and didn't think of it, so this morning I had to slice onions and garlic, slather the pork with brown sugar and spices, and put it in the crock pot with a can of coke and a cup of broth. Now it goes on Low for the next 10 hours. 

Expected high today has been bumped to 105. I hate summer.