Our trip to Florida was an experience to say the least. The wranglers learned how to boogie board and kayak, both in the ocean. They collected tons of sea shells and played in the surf. We decided to blow the bank and stay at a condo/resort where everyone would be comfortable and Mommies In Orbit could save some money and cook up some grub.
After about one day, I realized that this particular condo was possessed! Yes, really! After shellin’ out the big bucks you’d have thought that this place would be tops. Our first discovery was that the fans and the ice maker didn’t want to do their much needed jobs. But hey, who needs ice and a cool breeze when you have 98 degree temps outside combined with 200% humidity?
DH and Rocket Boy decided to go to the beach and Channel Chick, at the last minute, decides to stay in the condo with me. Good thing she did! The sliding door to the master bathroom, came off the track and would not budge. As hard as I tugged and pushed, it wouldn’t budge. Yes, I was stuck in the powder room!!
So I yelled for Channel Chick who was of course busy flipping channels. There was just enough room to pass the phone through the crack in the door.
“Yea, maintenance, I’m staying in your fancy condo and I’m stuck in the bathroom, can’t get out!”
“Oh and by the way, I’m big time claustrophobic, so please get the hell up here and get me out!”
In a matter of 10 minutes, I’m greeted through the crack in the door, by a big, burly maintenance guy, who proceeds to tug and push on the door and gets it open.
“Lady, it’s gonna take two people to fix this door, we’ll be back later!”
Had Channel Chick gone to the beach to swim and collect shells, I would have been stuck in there for hours, yikes!
The next day after Mommies In Orbit shopped until near-exhaustion, she decided that maybe the wranglers would like a pizza. I picked up one of the frozen, saturated in sodium, shrinked wrapped in plastic kind, and headed back to the condo. Now I’ve been cooking for years, but what was about to happen was beyond my scope of knowledge.
I preheated the oven to 400 degrees and then popped in the pizza. Checked it a couple of times, everything looked good. Then when it was just about done, the oven decides to automatically LOCK the door and the temp. disappears. We couldn’t get the damned door open. We read the manual, nothin’. So again, we called maintenance, and mind you, this is at 9:00 p.m. No dinner, kids in PJ’s and parents pissed off.
They didn’t know what the hell was wrong with it and said the only thing they could do was to shut it down at the circuit breaker, so that it wouldn’t catch on fire. Whuck? OK, how much are we paying to stay here?
“Sorry kids, no dinner tonight!” Motel 6 was beginning to sound like a dream come true.
Who would have thought that a complex with five huge buildings, 8 swimming pools, and employees scampering everwhere would be so jinxed?
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