Yesterday.
Love was such… wait, strike that.
Yesterday my day began by dealing with the worst auto dealer in North America. Not for my car, but for mom’s. They wanted $900 to change a $300 part, not including the part. So I had them tow the car to my house so I could fix it myself. Mom is going out of town so there’s no hurry.
Then I go help a friend work on one of his CNC machines, a large router. There’s a switch that has become maladjusted and I’m trying to adjust it, which I do, over the course of a couple of hours, and just as I’m about to test it, the factory closes so I have no idea whether or not I’ve accomplished what I wanted to accomplish. I’m rolling off the corner of the machine, as I button things up, and my keys alighn perfectly so that I dig my P38 into my right thigh, the dull blade cutting a 1/4″ deep scar an inch across.
So I drive home, starving, stop and get a White Castle- which I know I can eat- but that hunger mechanism kicks in and I forget to thoroughly chew the first couple bites, and in fifteen minutes I’m on the side of the road hurling into the cattails. I get home, and the dog is going apeshit, so I take him out, and he somehow slips his collar, and by the time I’m done chasing him down and getting him in the house again I’m exhausted. But I need to mow the lawn, so I start up the mower and drag it out, mow the neighbor’s yard first, and as I’m about to start mowing mine, it THROWS A ROD. So I bring it inside to see how much damage has been done and disassemble it- It can be easily fixed, and I have most of the parts, I just need to get out this morning and get them.
The ogwife and daughter are on vacation, visiting famly in C, eh? N eh? D eh? so I’m revelling in my bachelorhood. Fun, huh? Come home, love of my life. Shit don’t go worth a damn when you’re not here.
C, eh? N eh? D eh?
So today, Bob is not your uncle.
This is my first day off since Memorial Day. I was to tired to go to the church picnic after church.
Do you ever wake up in your bed trying to “program” the clock?
Or look around the room wondering what has stopped the robots, now?
Ed, almost every day.
Yep, sounds like a normal day for me.
I still don’t know how I missed this post?
You know, it works the opposite for me. Whenever I go on a Scout campout with my son, something at home dies seriously – the car, the washing machine, the power. My wife cringes when I tell her there’s a campout coming up.
And the hard thing is that most of it is something she could fix if she understood the words I was using.
*sigh*
WOW!! Maybe it would be easier to build a time machine and start over. Maybe next time just go with the Ogwife to visit fam… Oh never mind, I wouldn’t go either.
I agree with Dick, How did I miss this post, seems I’ve missed a few…