Spent all afternoon rebuilding and hanging garbage picked kitchen cabinets (a fiasco in and of itself.) Measured the tool box height. Tall one and short one.
Guess with one I didn't measure? Guess which one I measured twice?
Spent all afternoon rebuilding and hanging garbage picked kitchen cabinets (a fiasco in and of itself.) Measured the tool box height. Tall one and short one.
Guess with one I didn't measure? Guess which one I measured twice?
In reply to slowbird :
I was always told that true happiness comes from wanting what you've got, not getting what you want.
I don't believe it's infallible but it's a good starting point.
In reply to RichardNZ :
I haven't figured out how to embrace that philosophy yet. As soon as I get stuff, it becomes less interesting than before I had it.
RichardNZ said:In reply to slowbird :
I was always told that true happiness comes from wanting what you've got, not getting what you want.
I don't believe it's infallible but it's a good starting point.
Happiness is a choice. You have to make that choice every day. Sometimes several times a day.
RevRico said:needing to hunt through Lowe's for a new plunger because the 12 year old must be part elephant didn't help.
Must be related to the 20 year old here. She goes every two days or so. When she goes, everyone has to leave.
Mine is pretty major, so I posted a separate thread...
I could really use some help, guys.
https://grassrootsmotorsports.com/forum/off-topic-discussion/i-need-help/178844/page1/
Pretty much every build upon which I embark follows this pattern:
I'm currently transitioning from step 9 to step 10 and this needs to be done before Thursday. And I'm tired, my feet and legs hurt from standing, my lungs are starting to hurt from the fumes (yes, I've been wearing a respirator, but the cartridges are a bit aged and of course you can't get replacements anywhere), and I keep having to break away from the work to do things like my paying job or taking care of my family.
The only upside is that it's going to be pretty cool when they're finished.
Dusterbd13-michael (Forum Supporter) said:My wife helped me to find a cowl leak with a bucket.
Except she sat the bucket on the truck. With paint less than 30 days old. And she scratched the berkeley out of the hood. Like, think im going to have to repaint it scratched.
I'm not gonna say a berkeleying word, as there is NOTHING that will be accomplished by my doing so.
A couple months into dating my then girlfriend used her foot to close the passenger door of my car. Like flat soled against broad side of the door and dragged it 5-6 inches as it swung shut. I was flabbergasted. She didn't think anything of it because the car was "old" and the paint wasn't great already. I think she almost cried when she saw my facial expression and realized what she had done. I didn't even say anything, just walked away in disbelief.
It's now been (does arithmetic) 12 days since The Dog had his surgery, and 3 1/2 since they took out the drain that was supposed to have been taken out 5 days before they actually did it- and we still have to wipe up the blood constantly trickling from where the drain was. "You'll be shocked how fast it will heal up and be fine," they said when I called to check up whether it was normal that it was still bleeding so much the afternoon after the drain came out. Yeah, not shocked- it's been nearly 2 weeks since we've been able to sleep in our normal bed because we can't have him getting blood all over the bedroom and we're plain tired of dealing with it looking like we're serial killers from how many bloody paper towels there are in our trash. I'm torn between calling the vet up again (I feel like I've called them every other day about something) and pestering them about whether this is normal (and at what point do we need to worry about him losing so much blood...) or waiting the 2 more days until he's supposed to get the stitches out and them seeing it firsthand.
And yet another reasonably nice-weather weekend where I got like an hour of time out in the garage. I should have had the E46 done and been most of the way through fixing the fenders on the QX4 by now... as it is I'll be lucky to have the E46 out of the garage by the end of the Thanksgiving weekend.
Month, maybe month and a half back we called our property management company to deal with some cracked window glass in the house. They sent a handyman out, he was a bit inept but he got the job done and I had pity for him as it was hot out and glass work just generally sucks even if it is your specialty. On the last window (which he had tried to install literally three times already) he cracks one corner of it. He hangs his head, tapes the glass in with painters tape and says "I'll be back" and then leaves.
Day goes by. Two days go by. Three days go by. Fourth day, I have a reason to go behind the bushes where he was working and I realize he left all the old broken glass. Fifth day goes by and the property managers close the work order out.
I call, bitch about the glass, the window being taped in, and ask why the work order was closed out. "We'll check it out and get back to you"
They don't, life happens and I don't deal with it till Friday when I put in a new work order.
Same berkeleying guy shows up. He recognizes me, I recognize him. He says "which trees do you want trimmed?"
"What!?!? No trees, I called you for the glass."
"Glass is done" he says, as we stand literally next to the painter's taped window and broken glass he left.
berkeley I hate renting. He called his boss and is going to get a new panel cut.
It is mind boggling to hear/read someone who was conscripted into the conflict in Vietnam tell me that I'm a sheep for wearing a mask.
In reply to mtn (Forum Supporter) :
Happily remind them that you won't forget to put roses on their grave. Science doesn't give berkeley what YOU believe.
Grrr, just found out when I go back to work I'll be going on night shift...I berkeleying hate night shift.
In reply to mtn (Forum Supporter) :
My job requires we wear a mask when visiting customers.
I had a customer point to my mask and ask me if I have COVID. Might've been a joke.....
Toyman01 (Moderately Supportive Dude) said:Happiness is a choice. You have to make that choice every day. Sometimes several times a day.
For neurologically typical people, this is true. As one of those people, it's easy to forget that some others don't get to make the choice.
My rant: Scope Creep.
Younger brother is in the ICU with Pneumonia (not COVID, they've tested him).
Even if he didn't live in Albuquerque, I still wouldn't be able to visit him.
Enjoying panicked calls/texts from Mom (who I've been non-contact with due to her undiagnosed/untreated BiPolar disorder).
Thanks for finding another non-lubed inch, 2020.
In reply to Stefan (Forum Supporter) :
Oh man.....I totally understand this( although not the mom part)
Best of luck for you and your brother
Unsurprisingly, we're not going anywhere for Thanksgiving this year- and nobody will be coming to spend it with us so it will just be The Dancer, myself, and The Dog. I just have zero enthusiasm for the holiday this year- and even less for the idea of cooking a traditional Thanksgiving dinner for just the two of us. But The Dancer is really excited for it and is determined that we're going to have Thanksgiving dinner. We SHOULD have simply ordered it from one of the many local restaurants that make them to take home and heat up, but with how preoccupied we were with the dealing with The Dog's recovery from his surgery last week we didn't get an order in to get it from anyplace in time.
So now there's pretty much no chance of it happening any other way than for us (probably mostly me) cooking it ourselves.
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