My apartment is full of tricks

So, I'm going to bed about 11:30 last night and I go into the restroom to brush my teeth and such. Well, the floor is totally flooded! AAAAAHHHH! I start sopping it up and it keeps coming and I figure out that it seems to be coming up from one of the screws holding the toilet to the floor. I think, "That's not good," and turn off the water behind the toilet. It worked for last night but this morning the floor is covered again. I had called our manager last night and she came out and looked it over but told me the maintenance man couldn't get her until 8:30 this morning. Luckily, there's an empty apartment on the thrid floor and the lights are still on so we can use that bathroom. So, I just came from taking a shower and brushing my teeth up there. I can't lock the apartment door while I'm gone so I'm paranoid about somebody coming in and waiting to jump out at me from closet. Oh well, at least the bathroom door locks, which is more than can be said for my own bathroom.

So I'm home from work until this gets fixed. Yeah, great. Here I am trying to get a promotion and all I've proven in the last weeks is that I'm unreliable. A migraine made me miss a day one week, the next week I was on an approved vacation, and last week I was out a day with that miserable cold. Now this. I hope he can fix it relatively quickly so I don't have to make up too much time. I shouldn't have to miss time at work because of this stupid shit at home, but it happens more often than it should.

I don't live in a slum, but a decent suburb of Philly in Delaware County. The average home price here is $147,971, which is about $20k more than the national average and almost $60k more than the state average. So why do I feel like I live in a slum -- kitchen sink backs up, none of the doors completely close (except the front door), now bathroom backs up (lovely), etc. A lot of this I'm sure happens in other places at times, but here it's like none of it is a big deal and instead of fixing the problem the symptom gets temporarily fixed over and over and I'm the one cleaning up the mess. I want out badly, but simply don't have the funds after the hard times last year. I keep telling myself I'm lucky to have a roof over my head, etc. but sometimes it gets to me.

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OK, It's 12:41 and John just left a few minutes ago. Poor guy. He almost always ends up having to fix an emergency at my apartment at the worst times -- at least twice during the Labor Day weekend, his busiest time of year and now today when he was supposed to have the day off because he's sick. He's so nice, though. He comes out here, tries a bunch of things and finally ends up taking the toilet off the floor and does whatever it is he did -- I had no interest in watching although I did ask if he needed any help with anything. I think he appreciated the offer, but knows better than to take me up on it LOL! So, now I gotta go clean up the bathroom. By the time I'm done with it, and the carpet in the hallway, it will probably be as clean as the day I moved in, if not cleaner. I guess that's one way to get me to clean the bathroom, huh?