I am Saint Liz of the Builders.

I haven't updated this in nine days. That's a long time for me to go without having anything to say. 10 minutes is a long time to go for me to have nothing to say. It's categorized as a miracle by the Vatican if stay quiet for more than 30 minutes. Pope Benedict is stopping by later to make me a saint. Do you think it's okay to serve the Pope low fat rice krispy treats?

It's actually not that I have nothing to say, it's that I have way too much to say and I can't process all of the information in my head at the same time. I'm like a thin tube and too much mush is trying to push through it and it's all just processing really slowly and causing a traffic jam and the sky team was not called in so people can divert. It's trouble up there.

We moved. We packed up all of our stuffed and lived with my mother-in-law for a week and then we moved AGAIN into our new place. But the new place was missing a toilet, the hot water and heating system didn't work and I couldn't wash any dishes in our dishwasher because the damned thing has a mind of its own. It was, in short, a stressful week not made any better by a letting agent that was sent by the devil himself.

It seems our respectful letting agent, who I first loved when we met, is actually the spawn of Satan and will earn his rightful place in hell next to the grand poohbah himself when the time comes for him to die. I'm pretty sure he's immortal, though, so it's going to be a long trip on earth, slowly torturing all of his renters until he can take over the underworld (Satan does have to retire eventually). He doesn't seem to know what he's talking about but he keep talking shite like it's going out of style.

Luckily, there is a good builder on site for the next good while because they are still finishing the penthouse on the building. He has fixed our water, the toilet, the dish washer now does things WHEN I SAY IT SHOULD and we can roast in the place because the heating get so high. But now we have the unfortunately issue of internet availability in our area which we were guaranteed (by the letting agent OF COURSE) wouldn't be a problem. I rang NTL about getting cable, phone and internet but for some reason they can only do TV, while we would have to go through Eircom for the internet and phone. When we called Eircom, they said they would have to INSTALL EVERYTHING FIRST to see if broadband was available in the apartment. This could take a while to figure out, as well.

All that said, we live in a beautiful area, with nice neighbors and a gorgeous train ride to and from work.

And, you know, we can flush the toilet. These things are good things.

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Liz in Dublin