Broken, Clogged, and General Weirdness

I have to officially declare tomorrow Maintenance Day. I have put off Maintenance Day as long as I could possibly could. In my little world, standing in 5" of water during a shower is okay, because if I reported it to the apartment office to get the thing unplugged, I'd feel required to clean the bathroom *first*. Then my sink started plugging up. And the washer is acting WIERD. The next to last load came out sopping wet because it didn't do that whole spinny thing. Then the last load spun forever until I finally figured out it wasn't going to stop on it's own and lifted the lid. But, on the positive side, it was halfway dry by then! So I have to call the maintenance guy tomorrow because it's Friday and the laundry is piling up. Which means I have to clean. Because I couldn't possibly have the maintenance guy seeing that I've been slumping this week on the whole housework thing. The horror.

Of course, this will all have to take place *after* we get back from the car dealership. Awhile back, the passenger door lock on our van broke and we were told it was just a matter of time before the driver lock followed it to The Happy Locking Ground. Yesterday, the Grim Reaper of Locks quietly struck and the lock is no longer with us. At least the other lock just made a hideous noise when it broke. This one simply *stopped working*. I can't even lock my car! Of course, it's not like my vehicle is high on the list of auto theft targets, but it's still a bit unnerving. And besides, my inspection is due this month. So I spent some time this afternoon cleaning out the pigsty we call the van so the auto mechanic won't be horrified when he works on it tomorrow.

Yep, it's all about keeping up appearances.