four months later. four fucking months and the douchebag is finally cornered to finish the job. and he puts it off til 9pm to start and has the audacity tells me he hoped i would say it was too late to start. but i would not be deterred again.

i dont have the patience to go into the comedy of errors but suffice it to say it wont be finished tonight. but whats worse is that he snuck off to get more tools which usually requires at least half hour to make his way back from across the street.

in the meantime i decided to get up on the ladder to poke around and spray some bleach, a pyrrhic effort to be sure, in an effort to kill whatever mold might be easy prey. i told myself i was being smart by putting on a respirator type mask and was careful to take my glasses off when i put it on. but when i took it off after 10 minutes of generally useless activity i forgot to take my glasses off and, before i knew it, i had crunched them underfoot, once again proving that i should be nowhere near a work zone.

so, bye bye glasses. theyve served me more than well for 5 plus years. guess ill be heading down to warby parker tomorrow like ive been threatening for the last year and a half.

fuckkity fuck.