Toronto Floods

Yesterday was the flooding of the century in Toronto.   They got an unbelievable amount of rain. (The picture included was tweeted by a global TV newscaster of the flood on a go train, where people had to be rescued by boat.  My brother was just on that same train on Sunday.)   Nothing much happened here.   Some light rain and a brief thunderstorm.   I wonder what would happen here if the basement flooded.  Would he get to move to the top floor?  Would he move in here, or with a friend?  I hope I never have to find out.
The landlord was here yesterday.   He had to get the garbage out because it was a big pickup.   Finally that couch out from is gone, the one the old neighbours left.   He was also cleaning up after her three cats, they were all males and have sprayed everywhere.  He's getting it ready to start showing the apartment.  I told him about the chewing I heard earlier that day, I hope he gets someone in here to exterminate.  My fingers are crossed that no one moves in before August 1st.
Tomorrow I am hopeful that I will finally be able to get my new laptop battery.   It's going to cost me $90 with tax.   I have waited a long time to get this because I have had to wait for my gst cheque to come in.   Couldn't otherwise afford it.

He's Back

My landlord has finally come around to do some work on the house.  The bees nest that was in my window fell yesterday, so that was mostly taken care of.   There was still that extra bit hanging on and I didn't want them coming back to rebuild like they did from last year to this one.  Second was the window screens.   He said the screen material he had wouldn't work with the frame.  So he moved the screen from one of my front windows, ironically where the next had been and put it at the front.  So the living room will get some cool air.   The grass is getting cut too, well more like whipper snipped.  We had a push mower and he took that with him, we also had shovels and rakes, all gone to his house.  He looks at himself like a Mr fix it all.  He won't hire someone unless it's absolutely needed and he can't do it himself.  He replaced the living room light without turning off the power, just had the light switch off.   I called him a dare devil although I'm not sure he understood, there's definitely a language barrier.  I dint like be alone with him at first because I had so much trouble understanding him, but after living here for three years I'm getting pretty used to it.