It's freakin like "The Ring"

Dear readers,

You just have to hear today's events. To make a long story short, my father actually had to go to the site and HIMSELF finish the kitchen cabinets so the counters, range, and countertops would all work right--I don't want Metric touching anything they don't have to anymore.

So I decided I'd pay Dad a visit while he was working. Now under normal circumstances, what I saw when I opened the door would have shocked me and probably freaked me out a bit. Since I've been enduring everything you've been reading however, it was no shock at all. I was more annoyed than anything else, but as I think about it now, I AM kinda freaked out about, it was just like something out of a creepy movie. What I saw was something that should never EVER be inside someone's home. EVER.

What did I see you ask? Lamposts. Vintage turn-of-the-century lampposts. There were about 10 of them, 20+ feet high, all IN MY LOFT!!! Apparently that's where they decided to store them until they install them, since, yes, mine is the LAST non-penthouse loft to be finished. Dad says the electrician said they are getting them out tomorrow, but still, the bad karma in this place is almost to much to handle. I think I need to get my patootie to Salem and get some curse-fighting crystals or something. Does anyone know any incantations or anything?

Sigh. Lampposts.

-J