We’ve made a lot of changes to the kitchen this year. This one wasn’t planned and it was a little painful.
It’s a sweet fridge though, ya?
Dispo: Why?
Why am I still using Dispo? The app has no value but for some reason I still want it to be a thing…. a dumb thing, but a thing. I don’t get me.
Thinking Ahead
Holy crap, I’m fully vaccinated. Wow!
Now what?
Today is Thursday and I have a rough day at work ahead of me. Tomorrow is Friday and I have a rough day at work ahead of me. After that?
I don’t know.
The weekend… what can I do to dip my toe into the waters of normalcy? One of the cars needs an oil change. I can go to Valvoline and have it done without leaving the car. That’s a good option. The other car needs an inspection. I don’t know about that. That seems a little much for the first few days. Maybe next weekend.
There is one thing that is looming over all other things. One thing that, now that Jen got the hybrid inspected (thank you so much, my love!), needs to be done more than anything else…
A hair cut. Woah boy do I need a hair cut.
I don’t know if I’m ready for that yet. Being in a closed room with another person close enough to touch me? I don’t know if I’m ready for that yet.
Back inside the house there will be music. I want to bring the big Bassbreaker amp down cellar and bring up the Vox AC15 and use that on it’s own for a while. I bought it over the summer and I don’t think I’ve used it without a second amp for more than a couple of minutes. April’s music will be through just that amp. At least for a day or two before I change my mind again. I also want to put the 1×12 speaker cabinet back into the living room so Harry can play the electric piano through it. He’s been 100% headphones for long enough. Once all that stuff is done I have to write and record a song for the RPM site’s Record Every Month challenge. It’s month two and that’s way too soon to drop out.
Okay, so that’s Saturday. What about Sunday.
We haven’t worked out the logistics yet… but I think we’re going to see how we feel about a really long drive.
Woah!
Path
Delivery coming tomorrow. We needed to make a path.
I’m in a state of perpetual freak out now, but this one should be straightforward.
Lunch Break Thoughts
I knew that yesterday was going to be a rough day but for some reason I had this weird positive vibe. Like, it was going to be bad yet somehow a good day.
I didn’t have that feeling today. I knew it was going to be a rough day and it’s just continually gotten rougher and rougher. I’m on top of everything at work right now, but somehow it just feels like everything is trying to kick my ass. I mean, it’s not but it definitely feels that way.
Part of me wants to start screaming, but if I do I’m beginning to fear I won’t stop for hours.
Typical, right?
On the up side, I am officially two weeks post-second vaccination shot. Wanna go to dinner or a movie or a concert or something?
…….neither do I.
Big Things
Two big things going on in our world today. One I will write about. The other I won’t.
I haven’t written about this before (I don’t share everything with you, oh my readers and only friends*, even if I do share WAY too much) and I don’t think I took any pictures so I can’t remember exactly when it happened. I was down cellar and for whatever reason I needed to look for something in the little closet under our stairs. Harry Potter’s bedroom, if you will. I noticed that the HVAC duct was hanging a little low at that spot. We’ve had issues with the ducts before and at some point we had someone come in and sure** it up a little. It hangs off of the ceiling in the cellar and normally the only problem is that I have to duck when I walk under it.
On this particular day though, it was hanging a little low in front of the closet under the stairs. I couldn’t quite see this before the events unfolded, but it was actually partially resting on the ever so slightly ajar closet door. When I opened the door…
A 15 foot long section of duct fell on my head. As I stood there in a mental state that was 50% shock and 50% utter panic, a second, smaller section that connected to the fallen duct also fell off the ceiling.
I don’t remember exactly when this was, but it was probably around Christmas decorating time. There are actually two ducts. Best I can tell, considering I have no idea what I’m talking about, one duct is heat and the other is air conditioning. We did some testing with the thermostat and determined that the fallen duct was on the air conditioning side. That was lucky, given that there was a pandemic and we likely wouldn’t be needing AC for months to come.
Well, here we are in April and it’s getting close to the time we’ll need air conditioning. Fortunately, the three of us are all vaccinated now, and the forth family member will be fully vaccinated by the time she comes home from college, and we can start taking care of all of the crap that has gone wrong in our house over the last year. The HVAC folks are coming this afternoon. Please please please please please let them be able to put the duct back together and secure the whole works because I can’t have this stuff falling on me again. We need our AC to work so that we don’t melt in the summer, but there are also two college tuitions to pay for and we can’t afford to be replacing the whole duct system in the cellar. That would be a nightmare.
Please please please please please let the HVAC situation be resolved today. Please please please please please.
*Yes, I paraphrase that line from A Clockwork Orange too often. You’re just going to have to deal with it.
**There is no way that “sure” is the correct spelling for this usage of the word. I totally used the wrong homonym, right?
Goodnight
The Bruins won tonight. So did the Red Sox. Harry and I spent a little quality time watching The Flash and sharing AppleWatch watch face design preferences (more complications, please!). Jen took some big steps toward a post-vaccine world including one that hopefully will lead to good things tomorrow.
Speaking of tomorrow, it will be two weeks after my second vaccine shot… meaning I’ll be fully vaccinated.
I wonder what that’s going to feel like?
Guilty as Charged
This is justice for one man. Now we need to change the system so that it never happens again.
Good Morning
Good morning, everyone. How’s your Tuesday going. Hope you’re off to a good start.
I’m at my parents house. My brother is here and he’s working at his desk. He expects to be wrapping up soon so I can hijack his monitors again. I feel like a squatter but it’s okay.
Jen just called me. She’s off work this morning and went out for some errands. One of them was getting the Kia inspected. She had to go into the shop. Pre-Covid that would have been nothing. Now? That’s a huge accomplishment. I’m very proud of her. My wife has some serious guts.
She also set something up for tomorrow that I don’t want to talk about yet that literally took the weight of the world off my shoulders. The relief is so great it’s like a physical thing. Thank you, my love.
Okay, off to work. Happy Tuesday, everyone!
Trade Ins
Just before the pandemic hit I was planning on taking my 2000 Fender Stratocaster to a local music store and trading it in. It’s a great guitar and it deserves to be owned by someone who will play the crap out of it rather than me who will always unfavorably compare it to every other guitar I own.
Now here we are 13 months later and I’m starting to revisit those plans. I’m also thinking of trying to trade in my Fender Bassbreaker 18/30 as well. My Fender Deluxe Reverb is patiently waiting for me to return to our bass player’s house for practice. Assuming it hasn’t died over the last year it will immediately go back to being my #1 amp. The Vox AC15 can fill the #2 amp role better than the unbelievably loud 18/30 can.
Trade in both items… for a used Gibson Les Paul Jr? Maybe. Unless maybe a used Gibson Firebird is available? I’m fantasizing here. No store is going to give me enough value for the guitar and the amp to be able to equal a Junior or a Firebird, right?
Gear Acquisition Syndrome plus an active imagination equals unrealistic expectations.
