THE STIR CRAZY FILES – EPISODE 73: Mr Fix It

Well, this morning one of our smoke detectors started giving the low battery squawk. We needed a tried and true handy man to track it down, take it off the ceiling, change the batteries, and put it back on the ceiling. We needed a hero. Fortunately that hero was available and came through for us. That hero… was me.

Yes, Robert is so tall that when the low battery squawk starts his head is close enough to the ceiling that he can both track down the ailing unit and reach up to unscrew it from its perch. Yes, his skills are virtually endless. The biggest challenge though was getting the dying batteries out of the damm thing. Something about the model we have, they really stick those batteries in there good. I was, of course, able to prevail in that struggle, and all is well with our smoke detecting system once more.

Please, please, no applause. Just throw money.

Now if I could just figure out why my SleepWatch report from last night keeps disappearing (was it because my watch was on the charger?) and why I only managed an 8% sleeping heart rate dip last night. That is just not optimal! (On the report it labels 8% as “not optimal” so you see what I did there?)

I really need Covid to be over. Really.

Date Day

So The Book of Mormon didn’t actually happen.  We got to the Opera House, found our seats, sat down and began feeling miserable.  There was a feeling of claustrophobia combined with an upset stomach combined with being extremely tall and sitting in a seat designed for someone who is not even a little bit tall.  It was just a bad feeling from the word go.  We ended up getting up and going to the lobby just before the show started and then we left after the first song.  Maybe we’ll try again another time if we can guarantee an aisle seat.  We shall see.

The Boston Opera house is beautiful, if not tall person friendly.

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How’s this for the bathroom lobby?
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I didn’t buy a souvenir, but if I had I would have had a tough time choosing between the stuffed magical aids frog, and the Hasadeega Eebowai shirt.
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We ended up heading toward home. When we got close Jen, my amazing wife whom I love with all my heart and all my soul, asked if maybe we could extend the Date Day by aimlessly driving toward the ocean. That works for me!

We got to the ocean at Salisbury Beach in Salisbury, MA and then headed North. When we got to Hampton Beach in Hampton Beach, NH we had our first really clear view of the Atlantic. It was furious. I’ve never seen waves even close to as huge and angry as I saw today. It almost looked like the Pacific. Just North of the public beach the waves were crashing into the rocks and splashing up over the retaining wall onto the road. We stopped to admire the view. I took a few pictures using Hipstamatic. I took a few short videos too. Those will be posted later.

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We weren’t the only ones watching the waves. Just about everyone who drove by stopped for a look.
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And obviously, this is my favorite of all pictures.
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We went up North as far as Portsmouth, NH and then turned around. We ended up going to dinner at a new Indian restaurant in Andover, MA. Turns out the manager on duty was actually from our usual favorite Indian restaurant, Kashmir in Salem, NH. We might have an alternate go-to place now.

So we didn’t do what we had initially set out to do, but we still had a date day that was wonderful for the simple fact that the love of my life and I spent the day together. I am so insanely in love with her.