When I walked out of the bathroom late Sunday night, I stepped in a wet spot and, well, I thought one of the animals had an accident and my daughter had cleaned it up. Monday morning, just after I got to work, my daughter called and told me I needed to call the office because we had a bubble in the ceiling that was leaking. Where I'd felt the wet spot. Didn't occur to me then to look up. Due to her appointments this week, we made arrangements for maintenance to come on Thursday. Monday night we were at the ER, Tuesday she had her regular Wednesday counseling, an appointment with the Employment/SS expert, and a trip back to the ER for an ultrasound on her arm. Wednesday she had her endoscopy. Thursday, maintenance got here after lunch. A short time later, Ais called me in tears. Apparently the AC blower or something, which is located in the space above one of her closets, had blown hose/tube/whatever and has been leaking for quite awhile. That closet held her party dresses, some of her nicer but not blingy dresses, and her skating dresses from when she figure skated. There were boxes on the top shelf that had podium portraits and other photos from competitions. And there were VHS tapes of her programs. Just about everything was soaked through. Right now there are clothes hanging all over the apartment. And everything else is stacked around.
She is heart broken. Maintenance spent most of today here working on everything and will be back on Monday to patch the ceiling and walls. The carpet people are supposed to come next Thursday. Then, the icing on my cake... This morning, I clerked a short hearing at which the court reporter was a friend of mine. We stayed pretty far apart during the hearing (which was held telephonically) because that's how the room is set up. Afterwards, however, we left the courtroom and rode the elevator together. When I went back to court for the next hearing an hour or so later, there was a different court reporter there. Before she told me anything, the judge's assistant came out and informed me the first reporter had gotten a call from her doctor that she was positive for Covid. Le sigh. I went to talk to my boss and was told that because I am fully vaccinated and was masked the entire time I was with the court reporter, I don't have to quarantine, just watch for symptoms. The CDC recommends testing 3-5 days after exposure regardless of whether symptoms are present. So it looks like I'll be getting a covid test on Tuesday. I wouldn't mind a vacation right now. Since I'm broke, I guess I'll just go to bed and hope I go somewhere nice in my dreams. Hope y'all have a great weekend.