Rat cage is dirty. Grandmother's laundry is overflowing the hamper. P90x mocks me from the other room. Gotta teach one of those discs a lesson at some point today. Promised to learn to make liver and onions today.
Also, my ex hung the Christmas lights backwards. If I can figure out how the ladder works, and carry it by myself, and swallow my fear of heights, maybe I'll reverse them so we can plug them in. Gotta drag the tree in from the garage. Garage is infested with black widows, so the tree has to be checked for spiders before it can be assembled.
The tenants, who are 400 miles away are complaining about the heat again. Usually, I go up there and discover the issue is they've forgotten the Bronx is not in the fucking tropics and they need to put on some damn' clothes. But, my next trip is a month away, and I did just send someone to work on leaking radiators, so maybe they really do not have heat this time. The other tenant said the HVAC guy said the thermostat wasn't connected to the wires, and that he fixed it. I did find that odd since I wired that thermostat myself ten years ago. Maybe I need to make a run up there this weekend. Which means today, I need to do my laundry, and pack a bag, and hate life for a bit. I also need to send a buddy to go see if the house is actually cold, or my tenants are half naked in December again. I should give them bathrobes for Christmas. Cheaper than a constant stream of repairmen. And I know they are getting heat. I just paid ConEd $600.