Nothing new and exciting to report. I took an impressive load to the dump today, but I am sure everyone is sick of seeing my poor truck all over loaded.
I find the dump entertaining, seeing all the stuff people throw away. Both our washing machine and drier have failed us now, and were headed for the dump today. Drier first, I did a quick autopsy, to find what caused flames to shoot out the front of the machine and burn up the controls. I found excessive lint on the heater element, had caught fire. Unfortunately the controls were too burnt to bother with.
Then the washing machine. I had already repaired the washing machine once, as the inlet filter was clogged w random scale and bits. Now the problem was the drain cycle, we just get the "locked rotor" buzz, and the water sits there in the machine. We have decided to reclaim the laundry room for spa type space now, with the hot tub, and massage table in there, instead of washer drier, laundry and such. So this washer is going somewhere, whether it is to someone else, or the dump, I had thought the water pump would make a great circulating pump for a hot water heating system too. I found great access to the pump from underneath, and a great big access port, w no tools required to open the pump rite up. Only to find the same culprit, a great big wad off lint, stuck in the pump impeller. So the washer didn't go to the dump. Wile at the dump I jumped off my truck tail gate onto the flat ground and my knee bent the wrong way, causing me the most pain I have ever been in. After sitting down for a wile I unloaded the last of the stuff and went home for a hot tub. My knee has never felt as good as it did in the hot tub, it was nice. It is a little swollen now, and won't go strait, I am walking w a cane, but a tenser bandage will make a huge difference. I do this about once every year or 2, but its never been from a jump, usually just stepping the wrong way. I think I need to start riding a bicycle again to bring the muscle back to my legs.
I had a hysterical time making up a face book profile for our puppy "Gus Gus Smith", because he is so quarrky. He like sorts his kibble into different colors and eats the red ones first. I had to lie and make him 18 cause apparently 2 month olds aren't allowed to have a face book account. Then I just couldn't stop laughing as I invited Michelle to "be my friend" as Gus Gus, I thought it was all hysterical. I have to find more ways to make myself laugh like that.
My jobs are coming along good, they will be boarding the Vegreville house early next week, and they will be painting the Edmonton house rite now prolly done on Friday. Friday I will most likely go to Edmonton and put plugs on and finish wiring the basement and garage there. Same thing in Vegreville but a weekish behind, and a much bigger house. Once they are both sold I am sure Larry has some fun new projects up hi sleeve, but he won't talk about them, cause it distracts from the current projects.
I had a brief worry about this hot tub, "what am I going to do with it when I sell the house?". That was solved so randomly. Because the "current" plan is to "rent to own" our house out to somebody w bad credit, in 9 months, when Michelle is done at te school. So I am on the job talking to the dry waller, telling him how great the hot tub is I just got. He says, "Yeh rite on, me and the wife plan on getting one in a year" Sold rite there, done deal. I don't want renters to have it cause they will turn it into a wave pool, having sex in it or something, rot the whole laundry room floor out and walk
I broke down and got a cell phone. just starting out w the most basic plan, but that will have to change quick, as I pretty much used all my min the first day, calling the gas company to mark their lines so we could dig, and the insulation guys to come do my attic. Plan is to master the cell phone internet, and get rid of this stupid expensive air card for my computer. I got a motorola version of the "Keybo" cell, so I have a full keyboard and all, really liking it. Michelle is having "hello kitty" cell phone drama. She needs to get a real phone. I don't know my # yet, only that it starts w 780-887-xxxx, so if you get a call from that # its prolly me.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
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