As I write this there are two men downstairs in our basement installing our new furnace. In other words, I am sitting in my kitchen, tip-typing away at my computer, while someone else is cutting sheet-metal, wiring, moving heavy shit, and cursing.
I could totally get used to this.
And tonight there shall be heat!
Yes, real honest-to-god heat that will blow forth from grill-covered holes in our floors. And in the morning the house will be heated to a comfortable temperature automatically thanks to the genius invention known as the thermostat.
The prograaaaamable thermostat.
Yes - we are THAT fancy.
It gives me great pleasure to see that all the work we've been doing...all the replumbing of both gas and water, the hanging of ducting, and the constant swearing...it will all finally come to fruition in one! complete! project!
Until now I was beginning to think that DIY was really short for Do-It-Yourself-And-It-Will-Take-Forever-And-You-Will-Never-
Actually-Finish-Any-One-Project.
Friday, November 16, 2007
Thursday, November 1, 2007
and now...a few complaints
Things that are annoying me today:
1) My belly is always getting into the sink these days resulting in my walking around all the time with a big wet spot on my shirt.
2) I had the biggest craving for BBQ flavored Kettle Potato Chips and all my work's vending machine had in it was roasted garlic & herb. I never get cravings. And one of the few times I do and I can't do anything about it.
3) There was this guy on the elevator who was eating a bag of chips. Loudly. BBQ Kettle chips to be exact. And he didn't give me the bag no matter how hard I stared at him. Asshole.
4) This jacket I saw this afternoon on some coworker earlier. It was red plaid and looked like a short bathrobe.
5) Maternity shirts, like the one I'm wearing today, appear to be made for women with small chests. Not that I have a particularly large chest. But it seems that I have numerous maternity shirts that keep riding up over my boobs, as thought my boobs are too big - forcing me to constantly tug the shirt down or else look like I'm wearing a belly shirt. And pregnant women should not wear belly shirts.
6) A co-worker of mine is a sniffle-er. One of those annoying people who refuses to blow their nose when it is runny. As a result, anyone in near proximity must sit and listen to said co-worker suck the snot that is running down their nose back up into their sinuses every 10 seconds.
7) Britney Spears' Halloween costume.
8) I now have Roasted Garlic & Herb breath.
1) My belly is always getting into the sink these days resulting in my walking around all the time with a big wet spot on my shirt.
2) I had the biggest craving for BBQ flavored Kettle Potato Chips and all my work's vending machine had in it was roasted garlic & herb. I never get cravings. And one of the few times I do and I can't do anything about it.
3) There was this guy on the elevator who was eating a bag of chips. Loudly. BBQ Kettle chips to be exact. And he didn't give me the bag no matter how hard I stared at him. Asshole.
4) This jacket I saw this afternoon on some coworker earlier. It was red plaid and looked like a short bathrobe.
5) Maternity shirts, like the one I'm wearing today, appear to be made for women with small chests. Not that I have a particularly large chest. But it seems that I have numerous maternity shirts that keep riding up over my boobs, as thought my boobs are too big - forcing me to constantly tug the shirt down or else look like I'm wearing a belly shirt. And pregnant women should not wear belly shirts.
6) A co-worker of mine is a sniffle-er. One of those annoying people who refuses to blow their nose when it is runny. As a result, anyone in near proximity must sit and listen to said co-worker suck the snot that is running down their nose back up into their sinuses every 10 seconds.
7) Britney Spears' Halloween costume.
8) I now have Roasted Garlic & Herb breath.
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