I like to break things

Like my apartment, for example. In the last month, I have broken the fridge and the shower/bathtub. Ah, the stories that will unfold.

Incident 1: The Fridge

One Monday morning, I woke up and found myself as grumpy as usual. It's morning, so no big shocker there. I stumble around getting ready, and as I'm getting ready to get on my way, I get into the freezer to grab something, and I bumped the ice cube tray. And the ice splashed on me. Which meant it wasn't ice. And the splash was warm. Huh. Not normal. So our freezer isn't working. Come to find out, the whole refrigerator unit wasn't working. So here I go, calling my landlord at some incredibly "awesome" morning hour. They get a repair guy over, who replaces a part, and lo and behold, it works again! Well, sort of. The next morning, our newly frozen ice cubes were once again warm puddles. Well, crap! So here I am, calling my landlord again. The new repair man informed us that the old repair man had replaced the wrong part, and this whole situation led us to a decision: buy a new part, or go the cheaper route, which meant buying a new fridge. So they bought a fridge. Which the company wouldn't deliver till the next day. Sigh. Eventually, we got our new fridge, and all our food, which was in coolers to try to save it all, went back into the fridge. And ta-da! we chill things in the fridge once again.

Incident 2: The Shower/Bathtub

On Saturday night, I thought it would be a good idea to take a bath (okay, so I feel like a bath anytime is a good idea). This particular bath, however, ended mysteriously. As I switched off the water, the cold water knob shifted to the side. That's odd. I figured it just needed to be tightened, told Deg about it, and finished my bath without another thought. The next morning, Deg was finishing his shower when I heard a huge clanking noise. Odd noise to be coming from the shower. I yelled in to see what was wrong, and a giggling, towel-clad Deg came out holding the cold water knob. He'd twisted it right off. That's awesome. Now we have no access to cold water unless Deg hooks a clamp to it. Well, luckily, our landlord just happened to have a spare knob in his place, so he came over after work today, and they got all manly on that knob, and I have one new knob to accompany the two old ones and the water spout. It works, though, and so does my shower/tub.

Moral of the story: Me owning an apartment in January is really bad news, and I have really great landlords.