And anyway, I predict the next meteor to hit will be a monster
I walked down this afternoon to the City of Somerville's Department of Public Works. It is usefully about fifteen minutes from our apartment. I spoke with a health inspector; after hearing the entire story, he sent me upstairs to get a letter from the building inspector who came yesterday, whose recommendation our landlord is disregarding. He was in court, but the woman who was in the office listened to me and said that she would see to it that the city will send our landlord a letter instructing him to make the repairs as agreed or face bureaucracy. On paper. Not by handshake. Of which we will be sent a copy at the same time, for our own records.
(And then I went to Kelly's to get a Reuben for lunch, because I was finally present enough for my brain to agree with my body that it was starving and I hadn't been able to order one on Monday.)
I will wait on the letter, and I will wait on our landlord's response. But this feels much, much better than waiting for nothing, including phone calls.
(And then I went to Kelly's to get a Reuben for lunch, because I was finally present enough for my brain to agree with my body that it was starving and I hadn't been able to order one on Monday.)
I will wait on the letter, and I will wait on our landlord's response. But this feels much, much better than waiting for nothing, including phone calls.

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I wish you much luck with all of it.
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And triple yay Reuben sandwiches. (I saw a menu recently with a "Rachel" being smoked turkey. I am not sure what a proper name for that variant would be.)
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And yay Reuben sandwich!
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Thank you.
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Thank you. It is my slight worry that our landlord will manage to confuse the issue by making half-assed repairs, but if the city sticks to its word and insists on new windows rather than just caulk, nails, and smarm, then I think we have a chance. And if not, we can be difficult.
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Thank you. It strikes me I don't know what time the mail is delivered on this street, so I'll keep an eye out!
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I was very glad of them. Guy Selfridge and Donna Pickett in Health. The woman upstairs in Building sounded like Eileen when she introduced herself, but I need to tag a last name to that. I will want to write them thank-you letters if this actually works out.
(I saw a menu recently with a "Rachel" being smoked turkey. I am not sure what a proper name for that variant would be.)
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Thank you. We are hoping.
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Thank you. From you to Mercury's ears.
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It was very satisfying!
We are hoping.
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Thank you. If not, I'm already talking with realtors again.
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Hah. Thank you. We'll take it anyway!
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Thanks!
(And thank you for your e-mail. We both have the information now.)
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He informed me the inventor's privilege of naming was mine. I suggested Æthelred.
I'd vote for this. Some sandwich, somewhere in the world, in the world should definitely be called an Æthelred.
And then there could be a variant of the Æthelred, using slightly burnt cakes in place of bread, called the Ælfred. Perfect!