Let me think. Comparing a very popular and generous singing star's wedding against a grumpy old man who forces people to listen to lies, complaints and cruelties in 105-degree heat. What gets my attention? Hmmm. A little MSG flavors the broth-perfect. Small crowds, few attractions, no air conditioning, arc coming apart and a thunderstorm warning to scatter everyone. If he who would be king was a religious man, he should wonder if he is having a good old-fashioned "smite-down". LOL.
UPDATE Plumber doing his thing last week. 6'5" and the gentle personality that guys that big usually have if they're not a total douche. Not to mention what they can do to your WC and other piping. Considering how much crawling around in low places plumbers need to get into to perform their job he must be very agile. We exchanged a bit of toilet humor. He said if I could make him blush, he'd give me $20. Aha a challenge. We discovered a possible leak issue with our other upstairs toilet tank-not bad-but needs attention. As the saying goes when it rains it pours or leaks in this instance. Challenges of a 60's vintage house. Just add it to the bill....
Meanwhile work across the street goes on. Today, before our plumber arrived who is bringing a ton of stuff including the shower unit, they parked two trucks, an SUV, a woodchipper, an excavator and dropped a trailer (in front of the mailboxes). All of this of course taking up all the space in the street which makes me wonder how skillful our plumber will be backing a trailer up into our driveway. But he says he's a farm boy and will enjoy the Tetris-like challenge.
The forestry workers dropped a 30-foot tree today aimed directly at our house. Having a front row seat is not always desirable when the possibility of running for our lives is involved. Thank goodness most roads are 22-30 feet across. They actually dropped it precisely where they wanted with a couple of ropes and notching (plus a scattering of the workers below). Masterful. They asked our HVAC dude to move his truck as it was directly in the drop zone, and it WAS! I have never enjoyed watching a construction site in such comfort. Rather than sucking dust and weighted down with ppe we were relaxed seated in front of our picture window enjoying the AC while documenting the whole procedure in case we needed legal assistance later, just saying, but nope-they nailed it.
The HVAC dude was the opposite of the plumber being small and compact. He installed the new duct on our roof because in our last episode I revealed the old fan was never vented to the outside. However, I was worried about him on the roof as he asked if there was a gate he could get through with his ladder, the kicker being we DON'T have a fence. I don't think he was high, but possibly the beginnings of heat stroke as opposite of "Pigpen" from Peanuts a little puddle of sweat poured off him wherever he stood. His hair was so wet, I almost handed him some shampoo and a hair dryer. Baby it was hot last week!
SCATTER-GORIES Speaking of construction, there is a cockroach effect I experienced when I worked at MIOSHA. A couple of my consultants were construction specialists, and it never failed. Show up in a State vehicle with a big M plastered across your hardhat and vest and it is both cockroaches and crickets. Once a bustling worksite becomes the dusty street of an old deserted western town, complete with tumble weeds. No workers, nobody at risk. One of my folks was a substantial black woman, not fat just tall and well-built, an electrician by trade. Can you imagine the consternation when a little white chick with her too-big hard hat and this black goddess show up. They didn't know whether to run or stand in awe. Too funny.
ANOTHER BALL IN THE AIR Also made a "relaxing" trip to the Lake this week to oversee a new patio door install. We have to plan our other activities between workers and permit people in Grand Ledge. Originally planned for Sunday, they had an opening Friday. Of course, the power went out Thursday night at midnight, so we all enjoyed 99% humidity while they did the job. Our generator runs everything but the AC so fans were frantically located. Consequently, the workers kept popping in to get out of the sun. Giving the generator a rest, we sneaked over to a local to grab some lunch as we heard they had power. However, they were on generator life support and as they are also an ice cream shop and bakery their cooling, understandably, went to the freezers rather than AC. As we were finishing our burgers, their generator went out. People kept coming in and getting sent away as they didn't dare open their freezers. They had a gold mine if only they could have kept the generators going. People don't carry cash anymore, so everyone had to write down all their credit card info to cash out. One could also judge our educational system as we watched the young employees trying to figure out bills and relying on their cell phone calculators to run the totals, taxes, credit fee. I think we made out as I paid cash.
As if that wasn't enough, I was trying to find a window to open as we were giving the generator a rest (why I ask) and found a broken window in JP's room. Thank goodness we have heavy blinds, so no glass was on the bed, though when and how it got broken I have no idea. No blame attached at this point if someone was jumping on the bed. Unfortunately, this was after the "window" guys has left. Next appt next Sunday of course.
Finally got power back about 4 pm Friday so sleeping was comfortable and I didn't have to sacrifice the rest of the ice cream for my dinner-I did anyway, I just didn't need to. This weekend family party - Yah. My usual mantra as follows: Peace Out/Stay Strong/Love Your Neighbor/Eat More Cake/Drive Efficiently/Salute a Vet/Respect Flannel 💚 💙💛
