Of Sleep And Repairs

Today is a Saturday and as I write this post I can’t describe just how drowsy I’m feeling. In fact the whole idea behind writing this post is to keep myself awake. We just shifted into a new house and there is so much work that needs to be done that I just can’t stop cursing the previous tenants. I’ll surely go to hell for all the cursing and swearing that I have been actively involved in. The thing I really look forward to every day is a nice hot shower. After we were done with 60% of the shifting we knew we had to call it a day and I needed a shower immediately. I switch on the Geyser and guess what it doesn't work and the best part is there are two geysers at home and both were not in working condition. It took a week to get that problem fixed because the electricians were like VIP's and getting them to come to my house was like fixing an appointment with the President. As mentioned before I cursed my previous tenants every time I had to shower in cold water for their irresponsibility. As Santosh and I are both working professionals, Saturdays and Sundays are the only days we get to finish pending house hold jobs and to also relax. From the past couple of weeks, we are not able to differentiate between a weekday and a weekend because during weekdays we are at work and during weekends we are getting work done at home. Sleep is what I love the most and it is very dear to me. I can sleep for hours on end if no one disturbs me and these days I seem to be compromising on that. Shifting houses is not an easy job, every new house has its share of surprises and so does our new one. Santosh wrote a checklist of things that were required to be done and it spanned for literally two pages!!! The worst is the fact that the carpenters and plumbers take their own sweet time to get the work finished. Right at this moment, the carpenter is finishing up some work which he was supposed to complete 3 weeks ago. Every weekend we would wait for him and he would never turn up or he would come and work at snail’s pace and don’t even get me started about the electrician or the plumber.

We get back from work and we immediately call one of these guys and if we are lucky they turn up or else we have to wait till another weekend to get the work done. Come weekends and we are woken up by these guys who seem to work till eternity. As a result the weekends are destroyed, my sleep is short lived and I go to work on Monday as if there was no weekend in between. Just like how sleep is dear to me, weekends are dear to Santosh and he is all the more pissed off with the events of the last couple of weeks. The funniest part is that every day when I wake up, I console myself that I will get to compensate the sleep over the weekend. Honestly I must be kidding myself to think like that because come Saturday or Sunday..... well I don’t have to repeat the whole thing do I???

Sorry for boring you folks but I must vent out my frustration somewhere :)