The consolation is that this year, I did not have to go to the house. Last year when I went and talked to one of the neighbors it was dirty but didn't smell too bad. The worst was two years ago when an apartment was found full of dead and dying cats. Animal control left the back door open in hopes that any cats still alive inside would get out. It smelled ungodly and there were fleas everywhere. I actually went home and showered afterwards.
This week has sucked in terms of stories. I have to find two for tomorrow and I have no idea what I'm going to write about. Maybe I'll get luckly and someone will call me with an idea again. I can only hope.
On the bright side, I get two days off at the start of next week. What to do, what to do? On the negative side I have to pay the city of Meriden my car taxes. The leetches. That money better not go towards this over-the-top downtown redevelopment plan they have that will cost $130 million. That's right, I said $130 million. You can read all about it here.
Here's hoping next week finds me in better spirits.
