Been away from my computer
I had one of those mad bursts of enthusiam where I did tons of things that may lead to tons more things.
We have a built-in cabinet in one of our bathrooms. If it were in the dining room, you'd call it a china cabinet sans glass. It is original to the house and has been painted 1,000,000 times. One of the drawers fell apart. I took it to the basement to fix it. I had to remove paint chemically to do this and found out the handles are a nice shiny silvery finish. I put the drawer box together and decided to remove paint from drawer front again to see what wood looks like. Its still got paint on it. Pondering if stronger paint remover should be bought to get to actual wood, or if I should paint it white like rest of bathroom and forget about it. Problem: I don't own that shade of white paint and neither has anyone else on planet earth for about 75 years now. Thing still in 2 parts while I think about that.
I fixed the weed whacker. A part that was back ordered forever came in. It was the cutter for the line. It came off, got lost and without it we had the option of cutting it by hand or letting the string get 2 feet long and wrapping around our ankles because a regular razor blade stuck on there just did not work.
I took Meatball the dog in for shots. His gut thing is finally gone. He was allergic to his original food AND licking the drain to our compost bin because tap water in a clean metal bowl is not tasty enough. He's great now. He's gained weight.
Then we got him microchipped and he scans just like groceries. Ever seen that done? For some reason, its funny to me. They run the wand over the dog and it beeps and numbers light up just like at the store. They run it everywhere because those things have been known to migrate. The vet said they found one in a dog's ankle once. Then he jumped off the exam table and bit his tongue. Good thing he was under medical supervision.
Then he had a bit of an anxiety attack because he had been at the vet. So while I was in the bathroom he laid down outside the door to wait for me. Since the door opens out and he weights 70 lbs. I was stuck in there. No, he did not mind a door banging against his great, furry, Wookie self and no amount of swearing or threats made him go away. I even threatened him with visits from the Cat Mafia. No matter what I said or did he wanted in more.
Of course, he's never been taught to go away on command. Why would I think that would be useful? And he would not have done it in the mood he was in, either. The more I talked to him the more he glommed onto the door. Eventually, I conned him into moving over to the side of the door so I could let him in and let me out. He was like Steve McQueen's Blob. You'd think after I had him shot up twice and chipped he would not want me, but it only made him want me more. He drools when he's nervous. He soaked the back of the car, the exam room, his front legs and chest, my jeans and had some for the waiting room while I was filling out paperwork for the microchip and the floor outside the bathroom once we got home too. Its a wonder he wasn't medically in need of rehydration.
I've gone through some more wall filler. I think my house is 20 % made of spackling and wood filler. Sooner or later, I'm going to paint the foyer and stairway, or maybe my nephew will. And the back porch and the basement stairway. The sanding and dusting are awesome too. I'm finding dust inside of shoes in rooms where sanding did not occur.
Eventually, I'll take down every dish and wash it. Right now, I'm washing as we go.
I fixed the handrail for the top half of the stairs, too. Its been hanging half off the wall since we moved into the house. That was not as bad as I expected. The internet has been really good to me in fixing this house. I used to have people in the family that I could call and ask but they were all older than me and have all died. But you can look up anything and its all broken down with photos, dummy speak and the guys in every hardware store are great, too. There's a guy at ACE Hardware I'd like to mention in my will. He knows everything.
You can drag any old thing in there and stand in front of their bins of screws and look for replacements and they will completely and politely ignore you right up until l you ask for help. Yesterday I was in there with somebody's wheelchair looking for a couple bolts. They did not bat an eye. I wonder what I'd have to bring in to make them think I was being too strange to be allowed to continue to dig for parts back there? Rear axle of a '57 Chevy? A solid fuel rocket booster off the next space station?
I had a huge round of garden weeding too. This piece of dirt has not supported life in years, but once I tilled it and put some fertilizer on it, it is sprouting weeds like crazy. Buying tomato plants was kind of redundant, because every tomato seed from my compost has decided to sprout. I was worried stuff would get soaked and rot last month while it was too cool to sprout and that was not a problem. The only things that have not shown any sign of coming up yet are cucumbers and melons and I have loads of time.
So, I've had a fantastic week and everything has been great except for Meatball's little episode.
And I bought these bad boys off Amazon. They make me feel wonderful. I've been moaning to the doc that I did not get the results I wanted from the 1st operation. I got them now.
http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B000X9L958
We have a built-in cabinet in one of our bathrooms. If it were in the dining room, you'd call it a china cabinet sans glass. It is original to the house and has been painted 1,000,000 times. One of the drawers fell apart. I took it to the basement to fix it. I had to remove paint chemically to do this and found out the handles are a nice shiny silvery finish. I put the drawer box together and decided to remove paint from drawer front again to see what wood looks like. Its still got paint on it. Pondering if stronger paint remover should be bought to get to actual wood, or if I should paint it white like rest of bathroom and forget about it. Problem: I don't own that shade of white paint and neither has anyone else on planet earth for about 75 years now. Thing still in 2 parts while I think about that.
I fixed the weed whacker. A part that was back ordered forever came in. It was the cutter for the line. It came off, got lost and without it we had the option of cutting it by hand or letting the string get 2 feet long and wrapping around our ankles because a regular razor blade stuck on there just did not work.
I took Meatball the dog in for shots. His gut thing is finally gone. He was allergic to his original food AND licking the drain to our compost bin because tap water in a clean metal bowl is not tasty enough. He's great now. He's gained weight.
Then we got him microchipped and he scans just like groceries. Ever seen that done? For some reason, its funny to me. They run the wand over the dog and it beeps and numbers light up just like at the store. They run it everywhere because those things have been known to migrate. The vet said they found one in a dog's ankle once. Then he jumped off the exam table and bit his tongue. Good thing he was under medical supervision.
Then he had a bit of an anxiety attack because he had been at the vet. So while I was in the bathroom he laid down outside the door to wait for me. Since the door opens out and he weights 70 lbs. I was stuck in there. No, he did not mind a door banging against his great, furry, Wookie self and no amount of swearing or threats made him go away. I even threatened him with visits from the Cat Mafia. No matter what I said or did he wanted in more.
Of course, he's never been taught to go away on command. Why would I think that would be useful? And he would not have done it in the mood he was in, either. The more I talked to him the more he glommed onto the door. Eventually, I conned him into moving over to the side of the door so I could let him in and let me out. He was like Steve McQueen's Blob. You'd think after I had him shot up twice and chipped he would not want me, but it only made him want me more. He drools when he's nervous. He soaked the back of the car, the exam room, his front legs and chest, my jeans and had some for the waiting room while I was filling out paperwork for the microchip and the floor outside the bathroom once we got home too. Its a wonder he wasn't medically in need of rehydration.
I've gone through some more wall filler. I think my house is 20 % made of spackling and wood filler. Sooner or later, I'm going to paint the foyer and stairway, or maybe my nephew will. And the back porch and the basement stairway. The sanding and dusting are awesome too. I'm finding dust inside of shoes in rooms where sanding did not occur.
Eventually, I'll take down every dish and wash it. Right now, I'm washing as we go.
I fixed the handrail for the top half of the stairs, too. Its been hanging half off the wall since we moved into the house. That was not as bad as I expected. The internet has been really good to me in fixing this house. I used to have people in the family that I could call and ask but they were all older than me and have all died. But you can look up anything and its all broken down with photos, dummy speak and the guys in every hardware store are great, too. There's a guy at ACE Hardware I'd like to mention in my will. He knows everything.
You can drag any old thing in there and stand in front of their bins of screws and look for replacements and they will completely and politely ignore you right up until l you ask for help. Yesterday I was in there with somebody's wheelchair looking for a couple bolts. They did not bat an eye. I wonder what I'd have to bring in to make them think I was being too strange to be allowed to continue to dig for parts back there? Rear axle of a '57 Chevy? A solid fuel rocket booster off the next space station?
I had a huge round of garden weeding too. This piece of dirt has not supported life in years, but once I tilled it and put some fertilizer on it, it is sprouting weeds like crazy. Buying tomato plants was kind of redundant, because every tomato seed from my compost has decided to sprout. I was worried stuff would get soaked and rot last month while it was too cool to sprout and that was not a problem. The only things that have not shown any sign of coming up yet are cucumbers and melons and I have loads of time.
So, I've had a fantastic week and everything has been great except for Meatball's little episode.
And I bought these bad boys off Amazon. They make me feel wonderful. I've been moaning to the doc that I did not get the results I wanted from the 1st operation. I got them now.
http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B000X9L958