Loose rivets
4th Feb 2009, 10:56
It's deserved. Well, in some ways...I have tried to save a bob or two by doing everything myself. Can't delegate, never have. It's leading me on the road to ruin.
I purchased three supposedly fine sets of bookshelves on Sunday...looked like oak and were certainly heavy. 6' tall and 4' wide. I'd set them into the walls and make them part of the house.
$60 to have them delivered. Not bad, but my neighbor owed me a favor for looking after his dog, so we head off in his truck. But first I took our battleship to my son's house to borrow a dolly.
Three of us take and hour and a half. Bad economics that...but what else were we going to do...watch super-bowl Bowl? Ball? That big game with nancy padded blokes running around. Anyway the shelves made it home.
Then the Rivetess heads out in the gas-guzzler. There was an expensive noise from the garage. The garage is huuuuuuuuuge, but then, so is the car...and there is a two brick wide pillar in the middle of the two doors. I hate that.
Since 1970, she's never put a mark on a car. Not a teenzy speck. Now, one of the $500 mirrors was lying on the floor in bits. I said 'Bother'...or something like that. She said that she couldn't remember leaving the car slewed round like that. I didn't remind her that I'd used it to get the dolly. :E
Today, either e-bay and the local used parts place has a mirror. $60. It's just that $60. How did the universe know that it had to be exactly $60 just to poke me in the eye? Karma...that's what it was. I'm to follow Oscar Wilde into abject poverty, and there's nothing...nothing at all, that I can do about it.
I purchased three supposedly fine sets of bookshelves on Sunday...looked like oak and were certainly heavy. 6' tall and 4' wide. I'd set them into the walls and make them part of the house.
$60 to have them delivered. Not bad, but my neighbor owed me a favor for looking after his dog, so we head off in his truck. But first I took our battleship to my son's house to borrow a dolly.
Three of us take and hour and a half. Bad economics that...but what else were we going to do...watch super-bowl Bowl? Ball? That big game with nancy padded blokes running around. Anyway the shelves made it home.
Then the Rivetess heads out in the gas-guzzler. There was an expensive noise from the garage. The garage is huuuuuuuuuge, but then, so is the car...and there is a two brick wide pillar in the middle of the two doors. I hate that.
Since 1970, she's never put a mark on a car. Not a teenzy speck. Now, one of the $500 mirrors was lying on the floor in bits. I said 'Bother'...or something like that. She said that she couldn't remember leaving the car slewed round like that. I didn't remind her that I'd used it to get the dolly. :E
Today, either e-bay and the local used parts place has a mirror. $60. It's just that $60. How did the universe know that it had to be exactly $60 just to poke me in the eye? Karma...that's what it was. I'm to follow Oscar Wilde into abject poverty, and there's nothing...nothing at all, that I can do about it.