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Wifezilla
Low-Carb Queen - RIP: 1963-2021
Ok...this is how my life typically goes...
So I got that shiny new bike. I put it together at the shop because that is where hubby dropped the box off so he could get the rest of the stuff. Then hubby brought me a pump because the tires were only partially inflated. So hubby saw I had the bike mostly together and brought the bike home. Before he could get the bike in the car, he had to take the pump OFF THE BIKE. So he brings home the bike and leaves the pump. So he tells me to use the air compressor. Ok. Grab the box of compressor parts to see if I can find the bike tire compatible piece. Nope. Tell hubby and he looks at me like I am nuts. Then he goes and looks. Hmmmm. Nothing fits. Then he says "I bet that part on the hand pump would screw in to this!"
I said "you mean the one you left at the office?".
Days later, after the pump has ridden around in hubby's car enjoying the sites and sounds of the city, I may finally get the pump AND the bicycle tires in the same place at the same time.
Also, I guess I have been doing my part to feed the local raptor population. 3 of my quail escaped. The fact that two of them were Simon and River is no end of amusement...but anyway...I have been trying to track them down. Left out food, set a trap, etc... But hubby reported falcons hanging out in the yard the other day and we suddenly can't hear Simon crowing from the alley anymore. Saw Wednesday yesterday morning but she hid in some thick brush and I lost her. Haven't seen her since and 4 falcons were in the neighbors tree this morning. River was my first escapee and I haven't seen a single sign of her. So yeah. Pretty sure the falcons are fat and sassy now.
I think I found the place they were getting out and added more netting in questionable areas. My old quail are big and fat and couldn't get out. The new quail are smaller and thinner so could squeeze out. Brats. Rebuilding part of the quail pen was on "the list" but money is tight and......
I have to rebuild the entrance to the duck pen. That was ALSO on the list, but since I walked in to the pen yesterday and a cross piece came lose and hit me on the head, it has gone to the top of the list and I will do it this weekend. ** ouch **
Hubby's "list" is also getting long. He was threatened with no beer and steak if he doesn't fix the ice maker. That ought to get him motivated.
I also managed to get the new Explorer stranded. Hubby was warned it would need a new fuel filter because it had sat for months before being sold. The guy we got it from had bought it from his boss and replaced the fuel pump and filter...but was told to replace the filter again. Hubby put FILTER on "the list". I was running errands and went up a steep hill and it stalled. Acted like it was out of gas but it wasn't. Had to get it towed. So hubby replaced the filter. It is running fine now.
So after I get Max on the bus to adult daycare, I get to go get plates. Arg! DMV!! I have been running around all week and that won't stop today. My house is trashed. My lawn needs work, and we have to put out another issue of the paper this weekend. I need about 3 days with no Max, no Ed and NO CATS to get caught up. Anyone want to keep them for me so I can clean?
So I got that shiny new bike. I put it together at the shop because that is where hubby dropped the box off so he could get the rest of the stuff. Then hubby brought me a pump because the tires were only partially inflated. So hubby saw I had the bike mostly together and brought the bike home. Before he could get the bike in the car, he had to take the pump OFF THE BIKE. So he brings home the bike and leaves the pump. So he tells me to use the air compressor. Ok. Grab the box of compressor parts to see if I can find the bike tire compatible piece. Nope. Tell hubby and he looks at me like I am nuts. Then he goes and looks. Hmmmm. Nothing fits. Then he says "I bet that part on the hand pump would screw in to this!"
I said "you mean the one you left at the office?".
Days later, after the pump has ridden around in hubby's car enjoying the sites and sounds of the city, I may finally get the pump AND the bicycle tires in the same place at the same time.
Also, I guess I have been doing my part to feed the local raptor population. 3 of my quail escaped. The fact that two of them were Simon and River is no end of amusement...but anyway...I have been trying to track them down. Left out food, set a trap, etc... But hubby reported falcons hanging out in the yard the other day and we suddenly can't hear Simon crowing from the alley anymore. Saw Wednesday yesterday morning but she hid in some thick brush and I lost her. Haven't seen her since and 4 falcons were in the neighbors tree this morning. River was my first escapee and I haven't seen a single sign of her. So yeah. Pretty sure the falcons are fat and sassy now.
I think I found the place they were getting out and added more netting in questionable areas. My old quail are big and fat and couldn't get out. The new quail are smaller and thinner so could squeeze out. Brats. Rebuilding part of the quail pen was on "the list" but money is tight and......
I have to rebuild the entrance to the duck pen. That was ALSO on the list, but since I walked in to the pen yesterday and a cross piece came lose and hit me on the head, it has gone to the top of the list and I will do it this weekend. ** ouch **
Hubby's "list" is also getting long. He was threatened with no beer and steak if he doesn't fix the ice maker. That ought to get him motivated.
I also managed to get the new Explorer stranded. Hubby was warned it would need a new fuel filter because it had sat for months before being sold. The guy we got it from had bought it from his boss and replaced the fuel pump and filter...but was told to replace the filter again. Hubby put FILTER on "the list". I was running errands and went up a steep hill and it stalled. Acted like it was out of gas but it wasn't. Had to get it towed. So hubby replaced the filter
. It is running fine now. So after I get Max on the bus to adult daycare, I get to go get plates. Arg! DMV!! I have been running around all week and that won't stop today. My house is trashed. My lawn needs work, and we have to put out another issue of the paper this weekend. I need about 3 days with no Max, no Ed and NO CATS to get caught up. Anyone want to keep them for me so I can clean?
