the deep moans round with many voices

Well, I was officially under a quarantine order for about... oh, 90 minutes? this afternoon, but obviously that did not last long.

Basically I got preventatively quarantined on account of having had contact with Ms. Random Numbers, but was very shortly thereafter exempted because the state verified that I am vaccinated. The one potential issue is that while the state has lifted my quarantine order, I am unsure if the county has followed the state's lead. I am operating on the principle that state trumps county, which is why I returned to work after a long lunch, but who even knows at this point.

Also, our temp may still be stuck under quarantine because she got her vaccination through the VA and New York and the VA hospital system are apparently not communicating well on the topic of vaccines, so the state was unable to verify her vaccination status. *headdesk*

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This has been a very long pandemic, okay.

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Anyway, I intend to go to work tomorrow as scheduled, and if I get a checkup call from the county, I will present my argument about state rules trumping county rules. Also I will hopefully have my test result back by tomorrow morning. I was half an hour late to work this morning because of that test -- the earliest slot I could grab was for 15 minutes after my shift started, gnrgh.

If I get a positive test result, obviously I will stay home and quarantine, and the great used car quest will have to be postponed, but hopefully things will work out.

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In unrelated news, I got my hiring email from Not the IRS this afternoon, which is nice.

I also bought two paint-by-numbers kits from Michaels this evening, partly with the goal of creating more wall art for staging apartments, but also because I feel a need to do something artsy-craftsy with my hands since my brain is not really cooperating with the whole writing thing these past couple months. *sigh*

Oh, and my bathroom sink drain is completely clogged and one of the lights in my living room is burned out, so I need to text Landlord Dude and get him to come make some repairs. Ugh.

And it was like 92 degrees and humid as a goddamn sauna yesterday and today, and it looks like tomorrow and Friday will be equally miserable on the weather front.

And I got stuck in a freight elevator for like twenty minutes before I could figure out what minor persnickety issue was keeping it inert. That was oodles of fun, though I did triumph in the end. (Unprintable grates and their unprintable tendency to rise one centimeter off the floor when you're not paying attention, and consequently trigger failsafe stops. *shakes fist at inanimate objects*)

And the passenger elevator in the same building has a sensor issue that makes the door fail to close half the time, which won't get repaired until tomorrow at the earliest and I had to go post a sign about the ridiculous workaround I came up with and Maintenance Lady tested.

And and and and and.

So yeah, that's been my day.

So today I sent out literally 10 leases on the same apartment. Simultaneously. With a note to all the applicants that I had, in fact, sent out 10 simultaneous leases, and the first person to sign and pay would get the apartment.

This is ABSURD.

Then later in the afternoon, I sent 3 simultaneous leases for a different unit.

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Last year, we were still renting apartments into November, and then had to scramble to rent a bunch again in the spring because a lot of our autumn leases were only 6-month contracts. We do not, as a general rule, offer 6-month contracts but last year was WEIRD.

This year is, I think, even weirder. We quite literally only have... *counts rapidly* ...11 units left, all shared housing options. (Well, 11 units not counting one long-term tenant who's having trouble with this year's renewal requirement of an apartment inspection before we write the lease, three people who haven't paid rent for months (and only one of whom took even modest advantage of a rent assistance program in February) and whose apartments we're consequently sitting on until we know what's up with the eviction moratorium, and one asshole subtenant who has been squatting in an apartment since last May. But hey, details.) And I fully expect 3 or 4 of those to rent tomorrow.

That is unprecedented. And leads to things like me sending out leases in batches of 3+ at a time.

I guess I will have more free time during the rest of the summer, once the crush is over?

I am so annoyed right now.

Tompkins County has set up a vaccine registration service, and I registered to be notified when vaccination slots were available. (I technically qualify under comorbidities because they are using a REALLY BROAD definition of overweight -- and I also work in public-facing building management services by some definitions, though I think that's intended to mean superintendents and maintenance staff.)

I just got an email notification of appointment slots this Thursday and Friday.

And I can't sign up.

Because I have my second carpal tunnel surgery scheduled for Friday morning.

*headdesks forever*

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Oh well, next week.

It turns out that Mr. Geniality has the flu, not Covid. On the one hand, the flu sucks. On the other hand, phew.

I will get my Covid test results back tomorrow or Sunday.

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In other news, I wrote and signed a very silly lease today.

( cut to further obscure already obscured details )

*headdesk*

Oh well, at least the building's full now.

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In other other news, I am now on the Not the IRS schedule for this coming Tuesday afternoon, which is partially because I have a tax prep appointment with a person who requested me specifically (so Tax Boss put me on the schedule for two hours), but also because Office Grandma was scheduled to close and Tax Boss doesn't really want her in the office alone for health liability reasons, so she extended my hours until closing.

You see, Office Grandma is approaching 90 years old, has some pre-existing health problems, has an established habit of working through illness... and has expressed her firm intent NOT to get a Covid-19 vaccine. ARGH. I have complicated feelings about a bunch of my Not the IRS coworkers due to their political views, but Office Grandma is the one who has dived furthest down the Trumpist rabbit hole, and it's very frustrating to deal with. (Also, I don't want her to die of Covid. I don't want anyone to die of Covid! And she won't take this very simple step to protect herself! I just.... NRGH.)

Monday I was in Collegetown, and was surprisingly NOT overwhelmed by Tasks. So I got started on a downtown Task during my spare time: namely, creating a spreadsheet into which I can enter the key stamp numbers for all downtown apartment keys, so we have a clear record of which key belong to which lock.

This is not hugely important for finding keys since they're all pretty clearly labeled in the locked key cabinets, but it will be IMMENSELY useful once we start tracking key sign-outs and sign-ins in FileMaker, because we'll be able to stick a label on each key.

Electronic fob tracking is going to be a little more complicated, but we're working on that as well.

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Apparently my first attempt to upload my 2021 PTIN to the Not the IRS internal website didn't go through because you need one specific bit of corroborating documentary evidence (out of four potential options) and I provided all three EXCEPT the required document. *headdesk* So I redid that, and hopefully this time it worked.

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Yesterday I fried two strip steaks and had one for dinner. It was perfectly rare and absolutely delicious.

Tonight I ate the other. It was a bit less rare, on account of reheating in the microwave, but still delicious.

I have another pack of two steaks in the freezer. (They were on sale this weekend.) I think I'll cook them Thursday or Friday night.

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I got the church Board of Trustees agenda mailed out in good time, with all relevant supporting documents attached. Go me! \o/

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Sunday morning I had a Covid-19 test done out at the local mall. They said to allow 45 minutes, but the whole thing was over and done in under 10 minutes, from when I drove up to when I drove away. They said it might take 72 hours to get results, and they'll call me if I'm positive. I can also create an account with Caqyuga Medical to check results online and get details even if I test negative. I should probably get on that.

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I had no energy to deal with laundry on Sunday, but today I pulled up my big-girl pants and got everything washed and dried. I will leave the folding and putting away for another day.

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I have been so goddamn tired lately and I don't know why. It's extremely inconvenient.

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I need to send out holiday cards, blargh.

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I also need to coordinate with Nick and Dad about gifts for Mom, and poke Nick again about what he wants for Christmas. I should probably poke Cat and Susan too. I don't have the spoons for that, but transit time is a thing so I really do need to get started soon.

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Shit, what's the health insurance re-enrollment period this year???

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I've been falling into obsessive reading this past week, which actually, along with the inexplicable exhaustion, is a pretty good sign of a periodic depressive episode. (These are unrelated to my general low-level anhedonia and are basically my brain deciding to drop me down a well for 1-3 weeks at random intervals.) Hmm. Right. Okay, the treatment for that is mostly to maintain as close to a regimented sleep schedule as possible and make daily to-do lists, which I had stopped doing a couple months back.

Okay. Yes. And on that note, I think I should head off to bed.