Vilac
...a curious sort
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A repost of my last blurt a few minutes ago.
V~
LONG BLURT.
So I get up this morning to let the dog out...and as I am walking down the steps into the garage (In my bathrobe and bare feet) I damn near break off one of my toes. After I quit the cussing and moaning...and get the pup back inside, I settle back into bed to wistfully waste a few more "snoozes" before I have to actually get up and get ready for work.
Finally...forcing myself to get up, I make my way to the bathroom. Noticing that my toe looks rather ....well, *purple...and it hurts to move it, I've decided that most likely I've either broken it or sprained it quite badly.
No problem, I think. Not much a doc can do for it...so I hop in the shower, shrugging it off.
As I exit the shower, and step onto the tile, I lose my footing...thereby jamming my kneecap into the bathroom cabinet. Makes a nice little cut just above my kneecap. More cussing and moaning ensues.
I manage to get myself ready for work...brushing my teeth, and actually shaving without incident. At this point, I was nervous that I might accidentally jam the toothbrush up into my nasal cavity or something.
Off to work I go. Upon getting into my brand new, only owned it 3 weeks Explorer.......the "DOOR OPEN" light remains on. I think nothing of it...hop out of the truck in my driveway, in the -5 degrees weather...and start checking the doors. Turns out that the flip up glass in the rear hatch isnt closed properly. So...I have to close it no less than 20 times before it actually locks like it is supposed to. I write this off to the cold weather.
Off to work I go.
I get into work...and somehow manage not to hurt myself for an hour or so, until I manage a really nice 3/4" long paper cut right across one of my knuckles. I still don't know how I did that. But, not letting that stop me...I get my deposits ready for the bank. I leave for the bank, and the post office and then come back on my way home (not 2 hours after I left here) so that I can let the puppy out once again. (I'm a good doggy-daddy like that). Not to mention that I'm fortunate enough to only live a block from my store.
I pull in the driveway, hit the garage door opener...and the door does not raise. I think it must be the battery for the remote...and jump back out into the -5 degree weather to use the keypad panel to raise the door. No luck there either. So..I unlock a door like a normal person and find that the power is out in the house.
Now..typically this isnt a big thing. Power goes in and out around here. It's part of the territory. So..I don't think too much of it. Puppy goes out....and comes back in....and I realize that I have my furnace running. Why would the furnace be running if I have no power? Good question. Upon examining the circuit breakers...and checking out the rest of the house, I determine that I have full power to the den (hence this computer), the bathroom, and one HALF of my bedroom, and the furnace. Everything else is dead. The kitchen, fridge, living room, garage, laundry room...etc. All dead. I have power to 1/3 of my home.
Strange.
So..I call the electrician. Leave a message. Call his home...talk to his wife...leave a message. Call the Power company...automated system. They will dispatch someone out in the next 5 hours. Fine. I can deal with this.
Suddenly I realize...that since two of the three phones I have here are cordless, and won't ring...that I should probably turn the FRIGGING RINGER ON to the phone in the kitchen. At this point I realize that most likely one of the many messages I left was probably returned while I had the ringer off. Fuck me with a chainsaw.
I turn the ringer on....and since then have had two calls from the Power company. They will be out here by no later than 4pm. I still havent heard from the electrician. And...my temper is short with the whole day.
Hump day my ass.
At least the PC is on. lol...so someone, please entertain me while I sit here with the dog, mmmk?
Thanks in advance,
V~
V~
LONG BLURT.
So I get up this morning to let the dog out...and as I am walking down the steps into the garage (In my bathrobe and bare feet) I damn near break off one of my toes. After I quit the cussing and moaning...and get the pup back inside, I settle back into bed to wistfully waste a few more "snoozes" before I have to actually get up and get ready for work.
Finally...forcing myself to get up, I make my way to the bathroom. Noticing that my toe looks rather ....well, *purple...and it hurts to move it, I've decided that most likely I've either broken it or sprained it quite badly.
No problem, I think. Not much a doc can do for it...so I hop in the shower, shrugging it off.
As I exit the shower, and step onto the tile, I lose my footing...thereby jamming my kneecap into the bathroom cabinet. Makes a nice little cut just above my kneecap. More cussing and moaning ensues.
I manage to get myself ready for work...brushing my teeth, and actually shaving without incident. At this point, I was nervous that I might accidentally jam the toothbrush up into my nasal cavity or something.
Off to work I go. Upon getting into my brand new, only owned it 3 weeks Explorer.......the "DOOR OPEN" light remains on. I think nothing of it...hop out of the truck in my driveway, in the -5 degrees weather...and start checking the doors. Turns out that the flip up glass in the rear hatch isnt closed properly. So...I have to close it no less than 20 times before it actually locks like it is supposed to. I write this off to the cold weather.
Off to work I go.
I get into work...and somehow manage not to hurt myself for an hour or so, until I manage a really nice 3/4" long paper cut right across one of my knuckles. I still don't know how I did that. But, not letting that stop me...I get my deposits ready for the bank. I leave for the bank, and the post office and then come back on my way home (not 2 hours after I left here) so that I can let the puppy out once again. (I'm a good doggy-daddy like that). Not to mention that I'm fortunate enough to only live a block from my store.
I pull in the driveway, hit the garage door opener...and the door does not raise. I think it must be the battery for the remote...and jump back out into the -5 degree weather to use the keypad panel to raise the door. No luck there either. So..I unlock a door like a normal person and find that the power is out in the house.
Now..typically this isnt a big thing. Power goes in and out around here. It's part of the territory. So..I don't think too much of it. Puppy goes out....and comes back in....and I realize that I have my furnace running. Why would the furnace be running if I have no power? Good question. Upon examining the circuit breakers...and checking out the rest of the house, I determine that I have full power to the den (hence this computer), the bathroom, and one HALF of my bedroom, and the furnace. Everything else is dead. The kitchen, fridge, living room, garage, laundry room...etc. All dead. I have power to 1/3 of my home.
Strange.
So..I call the electrician. Leave a message. Call his home...talk to his wife...leave a message. Call the Power company...automated system. They will dispatch someone out in the next 5 hours. Fine. I can deal with this.
Suddenly I realize...that since two of the three phones I have here are cordless, and won't ring...that I should probably turn the FRIGGING RINGER ON to the phone in the kitchen. At this point I realize that most likely one of the many messages I left was probably returned while I had the ringer off. Fuck me with a chainsaw.
I turn the ringer on....and since then have had two calls from the Power company. They will be out here by no later than 4pm. I still havent heard from the electrician. And...my temper is short with the whole day.
Hump day my ass.
At least the PC is on. lol...so someone, please entertain me while I sit here with the dog, mmmk?
Thanks in advance,
V~
