Crappy apartment, part 2

Well, I guess I know why I didn't have any hot water this morning. I just got home and found all of my lights on, my furniture all over the place and fans everywhere. I guess my hot water heater blew up - AGAIN.

This is the third time they've been out here for the same thing in the year that I've lived here. Since my hot water's out, I also have no heat (see previous post about the wonderful heating system here).

To top it all off, I didn't get a phone call and they didn't leave a note so I'm just having to guess at what the problem is.

On a more personal note, I feel violated. Before I moved back to Colorado at the end of 2000, my house was robbed three times in a row. For years after that, I used to hold my breath when I came home that there wouldn't be any lights on that I didn't leave on, an open door, or some other tell-tale sign that someone had been in my home. When I walked in tonight and saw every single light in my place on and my stuff thrown about, it brought me immediately back to that place that I had almost put behind me.

It's almost 10:30 at night and I called emergency maintenance 15 minutes ago to find out what is going on but haven't heard anything back. I have no heat or hot water and am not sure if I should go stay in a hotel or what. I might take the day off tomorrow and try to get some big stuff (like my bed) moved to the new place so I don't have to stay here anymore. I really can't get out of this place soon enough.