Unfortunately I found out on the local news that a fatal stabbing occurred at the local carnival by me. That’s literally down the block from me, where it happened. It was between gang members, two teenagers. The assailant fled the scene around 10:30pm, around the time those helicopters arrived. I didn’t look at the clock but that sounds about right, as I was in bed awhile. I’m more anxious than ever now and that news clip caught me off guard.

The landlord inspection of smoke alarms and the toilet (for some reason) is over thankfully. Even though I knew they were coming I was so anxious about it and hated the disruption even though it took literally a minute. One of our maintenance guys headed to my kitchen when he knows I don’t have an alarm in there. I asked what is he doing there? He then gives me a snotty reply that if I don’t WANT it. Didn’t say that. The notice said check alarms, not install new ones in more areas.

This wasn’t the city inspector but the landlord. So I’ll have disruption again next year sometime.

If they want to put one in my kitchen they can come back. I wasn’t ready for that. Unlike most people I still have carpet and I didn’t want him tracking dirt on my carpet walking through the living room to get to the kitchen. Gosh I’m getting worse with change and disruption as I get older. Maybe it’s the uncertain and chaotic times we are in?



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