At least that's what I keep telling myself.
I’m back in my place, after being chased out so that the kitchen counters and bathtub could be resurfaced. The kitties and I decamped to a local hotel for two nights, and returned yesterday. However, things are not quite done.
The caulking around the bathtub was removed for the resurfacing, and was not reapplied. I can’t use my tub, because any water that gets back there could contribute toward dry rot. (Not that it’s my property or anything...but there’s the general principle of not making a mess when avoidable.) While the bathtub would cure and dry in less than 20 hours, the kitchen counter won’t be usable for at least three days after the resurfacing. Last night I left the oscillating fan in the kitchen, in hopes of speeding things along. This morning, the counter is still ever-so-slightly tacky to the touch.
I wiped down the walls, wiped down all surfaces in the bathroom, mopped the kitchen and bathroom floors, and vacuumed 85% of the apartment with my new vacuum (bought yesterday as part of my Grande Splurge.) I put everything back in the kitchen cupboards and drawers (I can’t use the countertop, but I could put the dishes away.) I called the management office to have them send someone to caulk the tub two and a half hours ago, and no one’s shown up. I can’t shower. I can’t put my coffeemaker back. Things are reaching critical levels here, folks.
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