Never thought retirement would be like this
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Oh I'm sorry, Elsie. I *always* forget to make the videos "public" after getting them edited. It should work now. Thanks for letting me know.Video must've been taken in the dark--screen shows only blackness on my computer.
Nancy, you might have fun seeing if you could build something out of your erector set. If you can't, blame it on its parts. lol
Btw, here's where the fast upload speed on the fiber optics finally paid off. It used to take a half hour to upload a 3 minute video. Now it takes 2 minutes.
That's a good idea about building something with the erector set. I also have a brand new starter Tinker Toy set stashed away that I bought for a gift years ago and changed my mind. Wonder if you could combine the two and make a Tinker-Erector thing.
Roadwarrior
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Nancy, while reading your diary and being an obsessive movie buff, I compared you to the southern 'goat lady' character on 'Cold Mountain'. Please I mean no insult, but the comparison was interesting.
I have traveled through Georgia on 2 occasions, both times to visit a military buddy in FL, once down I-95, me and 100 thousand Daytona 500 fans during Feb. The other time was from Memphis after visiting the tacky, tourist trap at 'Graceland' in April, just passing Talladega at Birmingham, AL at the end of the big one. My truck/trailer had never driven that fast, four lanes @ 80 MPH another 100 thousand fans trying to get back to GA. Put my blinders on, both hands on the wheel & felt like Ricky-Bobby. Somehow managed to get off the freeway and slow down.
It was good I couldn't read lips, I experienced a lot of road rage and angry gestures directed at me.
I have traveled through Georgia on 2 occasions, both times to visit a military buddy in FL, once down I-95, me and 100 thousand Daytona 500 fans during Feb. The other time was from Memphis after visiting the tacky, tourist trap at 'Graceland' in April, just passing Talladega at Birmingham, AL at the end of the big one. My truck/trailer had never driven that fast, four lanes @ 80 MPH another 100 thousand fans trying to get back to GA. Put my blinders on, both hands on the wheel & felt like Ricky-Bobby. Somehow managed to get off the freeway and slow down.
It was good I couldn't read lips, I experienced a lot of road rage and angry gestures directed at me.
Hi Roadwarrior! I can understand about your experiences with traffic on the interstates in GA. Haven't been to Atlanta for years because of the traffic, and everyone drove SO fast last time I was there. Everyone else seems to know where they're going.
Coming back from Florida after Christmas, the traffic would be backed up on I-75 for miles around Macon. Having never seen the movie Cold Mountain, you got my curiosity up, so I started searching. You must be talking about the character Maddy, the mountain woman (Eileen Atkins)? I'm pretty practical, certainly not like Ada
, more like Ruby, but I couldn't do what Maddy did, unless I had a child that was starving. Found a video clip. No need to even try to post it here, even with a spoiler tag warning. Ha!Thanks for stopping by.
Pappy
Living the Dream
Should have stuck to goat yoga......If goats are around when you do yoga, then I guarantee it will end up being goat yoga. Thanks for reminding me.
It's amazing how a sequence of unexpected events can get you so far behind. I needed a break without any distractions in order to finally get caught up, and make some decisions. It didn't take as long as I thought.
Friday (8/4):
Took off to the farm early (11:00 am) to check the perimeter fence, but still allow time to tow the golf cart back before dark, in case it konked out. When I got there the well water was off, again! The pump man showed up 10 minutes after I called him.
Without asking, I got the lowdown on all the old neighbors from him. He is also an only child, as is the fencer. Odd coincidence. He knows the dam construction man, Mr. G, well, and said he would bug him to do the dam repair. Doubt it will help. He said Mr. G was an honest man. That was my impression also.
There was still time left to go around the fence, twice---once to remove limbs, and once to spray. Never dreamed I'd get both things done in one day.
The only picture. Three new neighbors, to replace the ones last year.
Saturday (8/5):
Back in town, my neighbor had a yard sale and cleared everything out of her house, said her son would call me and the rental guy (Mr. T) soon. Reality finally set in.
I've decided against buying her house. If I were 10 years younger it would be different.
Long story short, If I *don't* buy her house I will just have renters as neighbors, who I've never had trouble with, and they won't stay long anyway. If I *do* buy the house, there is a good chance I might have property related disputes with Mr. T on the other side, who I *know* to be difficult. I hate disputes. Hope she doesn't come up with a price too low to resist, now that I've made up my mind.
Tomorrow the stitches come out, and that's it! I'm going to cancel the colonoscopy, maybe do a mail in one. There is zero history of colon cancer in my family, in fact only one aunt ever even had any kind of cancer, as far as I know, and her older sister speculated once that her father might have been a traveling salesman. (Hope none of my cousins ever join this forum.)
Friday (8/4):
Took off to the farm early (11:00 am
) to check the perimeter fence, but still allow time to tow the golf cart back before dark, in case it konked out. When I got there the well water was off, again! The pump man showed up 10 minutes after I called him. Without asking, I got the lowdown on all the old neighbors from him. He is also an only child, as is the fencer. Odd coincidence. He knows the dam construction man, Mr. G, well, and said he would bug him to do the dam repair. Doubt it will help. He said Mr. G was an honest man. That was my impression also.
There was still time left to go around the fence, twice---once to remove limbs, and once to spray. Never dreamed I'd get both things done in one day.
The only picture. Three new neighbors, to replace the ones last year.
Saturday (8/5):
Back in town, my neighbor had a yard sale and cleared everything out of her house, said her son would call me and the rental guy (Mr. T) soon. Reality finally set in.
I've decided against buying her house. If I were 10 years younger it would be different.
Long story short, If I *don't* buy her house I will just have renters as neighbors, who I've never had trouble with, and they won't stay long anyway. If I *do* buy the house, there is a good chance I might have property related disputes with Mr. T on the other side, who I *know* to be difficult. I hate disputes. Hope she doesn't come up with a price too low to resist, now that I've made up my mind.
Tomorrow the stitches come out, and that's it! I'm going to cancel the colonoscopy, maybe do a mail in one. There is zero history of colon cancer in my family, in fact only one aunt ever even had any kind of cancer, as far as I know, and her older sister speculated once that her father might have been a traveling salesman. (Hope none of my cousins ever join this forum.
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Been off here a few days but was just getting caught up. Go with your gut feeling about buying the neighbors house. You already have a lot on your plate with the cabin, goats, farm! With no history of colon cancer in your family, I would go with the mail in one too. Why put yourself through all that? You did all that work on those shelves in your basement, did I miss any pics of the final project with those shelves filled? Just asking!
Been getting some big thunderstorms here today. Got the back of my little SUV packed with dog beds, dog crate, and dog blankets to go to the animal shelter tomorrow. We have always had atleast two dogs (and sometimes 3) in our lives. After our last one (a 16 year old Doxie) passed. we went awhile with no dogs. But we "caved in" and rescued to little cuties. They do not want to sleep in their dog beds (they want in the Big People beds)! So why keep these beds if the shelter can use them? I am trying to purge some things in this house.
Been getting some big thunderstorms here today. Got the back of my little SUV packed with dog beds, dog crate, and dog blankets to go to the animal shelter tomorrow. We have always had atleast two dogs (and sometimes 3) in our lives. After our last one (a 16 year old Doxie) passed. we went awhile with no dogs. But we "caved in" and rescued to little cuties. They do not want to sleep in their dog beds (they want in the Big People beds)! So why keep these beds if the shelter can use them? I am trying to purge some things in this house.
Maggiemae, sounds to me like you've spoiled those little doggies already. They are lucky they found you. :bigwink:
I never posted one. Here you go, almost full of junk.
Does anyone else think these things are a bit creepy?Tinker Toys are only for "the little ones"!
A picture from 1957, Canadian fishing trip, my father and I (10 years old, cane fishing pole, straw hat, flotation belt ).
Reminded me of the famous Peanuts cartoon frame.
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Two new projects are being planned.
One is to completely redo a bedroom closet upstairs. This must be done in cool weather, otherwise only between midnight and 10 am, because it extends out into the attic space under the gable roof, and it gets really hot under that roof in the summer. It will be a big job. I might hire someone to do this, but it would be a good project to practice on, because it won't show.
The other is in the basement. There are six 48" fluorescent shop lights. Evidently fluorescent lights don't like humidity/damp summer air. The only way to keep them working is to buy 6 step stools, one under each light, so you can reach up and twist the bulbs in the summer. The only thing holding me up on this one has been what kinds of lights to use for replacements. Any suggestions?
Speaking of step stools, one of the most useful things my father ever built was this box, with a bowling ball style handle. Much more stable than a step stool. It has traveled everywhere. I could just make 5 more of these.
). Reminded me of the famous Peanuts cartoon frame.
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Two new projects are being planned.
One is to completely redo a bedroom closet upstairs. This must be done in cool weather, otherwise only between midnight and 10 am, because it extends out into the attic space under the gable roof, and it gets really hot under that roof in the summer. It will be a big job. I might hire someone to do this, but it would be a good project to practice on, because it won't show.
The other is in the basement. There are six 48" fluorescent shop lights. Evidently fluorescent lights don't like humidity/damp summer air. The only way to keep them working is to buy 6 step stools, one under each light, so you can reach up and twist the bulbs in the summer. The only thing holding me up on this one has been what kinds of lights to use for replacements. Any suggestions?
Speaking of step stools, one of the most useful things my father ever built was this box, with a bowling ball style handle. Much more stable than a step stool. It has traveled everywhere. I could just make 5 more of these.
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I have to use a step stool every where...I am just a little over 5' tall and I think I am shrinking as I get older! YIKES Could it be the ballasts going bad in the fluorescent lights? We have one down stairs in a finished basement room and it would do the same thing. Now when it comes on it is a very very dim light. I have changed the fluorescent bulb (one of those "U" shaped bulbs) and still get the same thing. So I am guessing the ballast has gone out. After all, it's over 35 years old!