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There was a plumber here today! He seems to have connected the water in and out for the sink and toilet and there's a drain trap and a washing machine outlet - maybe everything, although the washing machine supply isn't hooked up and as far as we know, the water isn't on yet. Anyway I'm so relieved I could cry, even though the electrician said 'early next week' and it's now Wednesday afternoon (he seems to be a very earnest young man and probably has had something else come up, but I guess Wax may have to call tomorrow).
Unfortunately I guess I need to call and try to get a veterinarian checkup for Snookums too, but I guess it's time to switch to a vet that's a lot closer to us here anyway. I'm really not feeling mentally prepared for a whole new interaction on the phone in Finnish today, and it's pouring rain and we were planning to run errands in the late afternoon after Wax gets off work. Yesterday I ended up taking a benzo because of limited-symptom anxiety attacks due to government websites fucking with me when I was trying to log in to send a message to The Government and I put off the other phone call I was supposed to make until today, but I'm definitely not feeling two phonecalls today.
Still though, that much plumbing is a big deal and probably makes up for the rest... except...
We still don't know when it will be done, if it's done, what remains to be done, and if/when he plans to come back and we still don't have the means to contact him!
We both tried to say hi; he answered Wax and apparently didn't hear me (and then I retired in confusion, I know, but I'm just not feeling Up To It today!!!), but we didn't go as far as directly asking him to tell us when he was done and what he did and what his future plans were, so he just disappeared a bit ago before I could catch him, and without saying anything to anyone, taking all his tools and driving away in his van without talking at all, so we didn't manage to ask him about our radiators, for an update, or for contact info. Also the last time Wax had to call the contractor to say we couldn't contact the plumber and could he check for us, since we didn't even know his name let alone his number, the contractor was like, "Geez, can't either one of you even talk to each other?!" so having to come back with the same problem is probably going to make him tear his hair out. Perhaps deservedly. And, like... I relate to the plumber if he's shy, but we need to know what is happening with our house!
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Unfortunately I guess I need to call and try to get a veterinarian checkup for Snookums too, but I guess it's time to switch to a vet that's a lot closer to us here anyway. I'm really not feeling mentally prepared for a whole new interaction on the phone in Finnish today, and it's pouring rain and we were planning to run errands in the late afternoon after Wax gets off work. Yesterday I ended up taking a benzo because of limited-symptom anxiety attacks due to government websites fucking with me when I was trying to log in to send a message to The Government and I put off the other phone call I was supposed to make until today, but I'm definitely not feeling two phonecalls today.
Still though, that much plumbing is a big deal and probably makes up for the rest... except...
We still don't know when it will be done, if it's done, what remains to be done, and if/when he plans to come back and we still don't have the means to contact him!
We both tried to say hi; he answered Wax and apparently didn't hear me (and then I retired in confusion, I know, but I'm just not feeling Up To It today!!!), but we didn't go as far as directly asking him to tell us when he was done and what he did and what his future plans were, so he just disappeared a bit ago before I could catch him, and without saying anything to anyone, taking all his tools and driving away in his van without talking at all, so we didn't manage to ask him about our radiators, for an update, or for contact info. Also the last time Wax had to call the contractor to say we couldn't contact the plumber and could he check for us, since we didn't even know his name let alone his number, the contractor was like, "Geez, can't either one of you even talk to each other?!" so having to come back with the same problem is probably going to make him tear his hair out. Perhaps deservedly. And, like... I relate to the plumber if he's shy, but we need to know what is happening with our house!
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