Don't you just hate it when a week starts off slow with no hope on the horizon? That's how last week started. And you know, they always say to never tell yourself "At least it can't get any worse than this" because that is a sure fire way to make sure that the one more thing that can go wrong, will. Well, I didn't say it out loud so I didn't think it would count but it was Monday and I didn't have anything on the agenda for three whole days but dealing with the world's worst washer and dryer. Honestly, how could it get worse? Then I found out...
Right around 10:00 Monday morning it started. I'm not sure what the upstairs neighbors had done before they moved out but they did a doozy on the floor because it caused the apartment management to decide to replace the tile. To do this they apparently needed to jackhammer up the old tile. This took ALL day. The only break I got was lunch - 12:00 until 1:00. I'm just grateful it wasn't a government job which would have gone on around the clock. The good news, I thought, was that I heard the jackhammering throughout the apartment above me so there shouldn't be any on Tuesday...right?
Well, the old adage held true to form and I cursed myself good! Tuesday started relatively quiet. I could tell they were still working on the floor but it wasn't the jackhammering...yet. They saved that for after lunch. There was no way I could handle another full afternoon of it so I used this as the perfect excuse to go indulge in some chai and escape in a good book (yay Stephanie Plum!). Yes, I was still doing battle with the washer/dryer but I decided to let them win this round and knew the load would be there when I returned.
I woke up Wednesday morning full of hope that the floor was finished only to have this hope dashed quickly by the sounds of work being done. But, this wasn't the sounds of jackhammering so there was still some hope being kept alive. I picked up with the laundry battle knowing that I would win the war this day (I was down to the last two loads...I just don't see how full families do this!!!)! I had gotten far enough in my book the day before that I didn't want to put it down so I picked it back up and continued reading...what a junkie! Anyone that has read these books understands so I feel vindicated! Just as I was really getting into the book again, it started...the jackhammering!!!! I could not believe it - day three in a row! What on earth were they doing up there??? Too much more of that and they would be able to look through and see me! I just kept on with what I was doing and pretended it didn't bother me...yeah, right! Oh well, what was I going to do?
It wasn't too long and I had laundry done - yay! Patric emailed me and suggested that I take a taxi and meet him at 1 Utama so we could have dinner. This was the best idea I had heard all day in light of the other noise I had been hearing all day. I got dressed in record time and was upstairs in the lobby asking for a taxi.
I met Patric at the mall and we discussed a few places for dinner but none of them really sounded good. Then he suggested Chili's...yes, just like back home. They have them all over the place here. So we gave it a shot. Patric had eaten at TGIFriday's for lunch a couple of times but neither of us had tried Chili's yet. It was very good! Sometimes you just need a taste of home...we found one! I have to admit that I am enjoying the small steps that I am taking out into the new tastes of Malaysia but I do enjoy being able to step back to the comfort zone, too. I didn't take pictures of what I ate since I'm sure everyone knows what the Quesadilla Explosion Salad looks like! =)
So there is the slow start to last week. Believe me, it gets better...
See you next post!
Monkey update: I've lost track of what day this is...I refuse to give up, I know they are out there - the TV shows other people experiencing them! My turn is coming...I know it is!!!
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