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Post by Karen on Aug 4, 2011 9:27:29 GMT -5
I do not have much to say cause I'm not doing much. Except writing my novel. which, after 24000 words, I have decided is a bit boring. or at least not something I'd watch on TV for long. There are spaceships, but nothing has gone boom and there were no swordfights and people just kind of wander around and talk to each other. Someone's going to have to scream and die soon or I'm going to change the channel on my own book.In the real world? Cleaner, food delivery, cleaner, food delivery, dentist cancelled, cleaner, went and bought food. It don't take much writing on. Hee! Good luck on shaking up your characters!
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Post by Karen on Aug 4, 2011 9:29:24 GMT -5
Speaking as someone who is deeply involved with a former washing machine repair man, um, yeah. They get scheduled that way but go from job to job never knowing how long each repair is going to take or how far apart they're going to be. Hence the not knowing when they'll be there. I waited, as instructed, until 10:25, then, as instructed, called to find out what was up. The nitwit I talked to said she'd call "Technician". Not "the technician", but "Technician". Is that like "Doctor"? Then she told me he'd be there in the "last hour". "So, between 11 and noon?" I said. "Yes." So I started eating lunch, and in the middle, somebody else called to say he'd be here in twenty or twenty-five minutes. It's been thirty. Nobody's called, and we're now just past the 9-12 window I was given, I've spent all morning (except for that early morning dash out to Target while Kitty watched the phone) waiting for a call, and I am getting righteously pissed off. I understand, things run late, but not calling to tell me that things are running late is rude, to say the least, and makes me feel like a useless old bag whose time has no value. And he just arrived. $108, 99% chance he can fix it. So much for the budget. I hope yours is cheaper and easier, Julia. Edit: And when he got the top panel open, it turned out that the plastic brackets that hold the broken pressure switch are also broken and a corner of the panel is cracked. So now it's $268 and it'll take until at least Saturday to get the parts. At least the thing still works, even if I'm wasting water because I can't adjust for small loads. Yikes! Would it be cheaper in the long run to get a new one? I remember washers and dryers lasting 25 years. Nowadays I feel I'm lucky if one lasts me 5. Planned obsolescence.
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Post by Karen on Aug 4, 2011 9:32:49 GMT -5
I waited, as instructed, until 10:25, then, as instructed, called to find out what was up. The nitwit I talked to said she'd call "Technician". Not "the technician", but "Technician". Is that like "Doctor"? Then she told me he'd be there in the "last hour". "So, between 11 and noon?" I said. "Yes." So I started eating lunch, and in the middle, somebody else called to say he'd be here in twenty or twenty-five minutes. It's been thirty. Nobody's called, and we're now just past the 9-12 window I was given, I've spent all morning (except for that early morning dash out to Target while Kitty watched the phone) waiting for a call, and I am getting righteously pissed off. I understand, things run late, but not calling to tell me that things are running late is rude, to say the least, and makes me feel like a useless old bag whose time has no value. And he just arrived. $108, 99% chance he can fix it. So much for the budget. I hope yours is cheaper and easier, Julia. Edit: And when he got the top panel open, it turned out that the plastic brackets that hold the broken pressure switch are also broken and a corner of the panel is cracked. So now it's $268 and it'll take until at least Saturday to get the parts. At least the thing still works, even if I'm wasting water because I can't adjust for small loads. She calls him "Technician?" As in "I will call Technician and let him know?" Strangeness. Sorry about the bill. I just got my lawn-mower back after a bent blade had to be replaced. Tot cost was $60. A bargain, considering I'm probably going to get fined by the city if my grass gets much longer. I'm sure my neighbors aren't too thrilled, but is it my fault they all use lawn services so I couldn't even borrow a mower from them? And I'm not going to be able to get to the lawn until Fri evening at the earliest. that I don't get a fine. There are no young men in your neighborhood anxious to make a couple of bucks? Mine needs mowing. I even had a kid stop by the other night offering to mow it, it's that fuzzy. But I don't like to mow it when it's so dry out and it hasn't grown much in the last couple of weeks because that seems to dry it out even more. (And that's my story, and I'm sticking with it! )
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Post by Julia, wrought iron-y on Aug 4, 2011 10:49:13 GMT -5
I waited, as instructed, until 10:25, then, as instructed, called to find out what was up. The nitwit I talked to said she'd call "Technician". Not "the technician", but "Technician". Is that like "Doctor"? Then she told me he'd be there in the "last hour". "So, between 11 and noon?" I said. "Yes." So I started eating lunch, and in the middle, somebody else called to say he'd be here in twenty or twenty-five minutes. It's been thirty. Nobody's called, and we're now just past the 9-12 window I was given, I've spent all morning (except for that early morning dash out to Target while Kitty watched the phone) waiting for a call, and I am getting righteously pissed off. I understand, things run late, but not calling to tell me that things are running late is rude, to say the least, and makes me feel like a useless old bag whose time has no value. And he just arrived. $108, 99% chance he can fix it. So much for the budget. I hope yours is cheaper and easier, Julia. Edit: And when he got the top panel open, it turned out that the plastic brackets that hold the broken pressure switch are also broken and a corner of the panel is cracked. So now it's $268 and it'll take until at least Saturday to get the parts. At least the thing still works, even if I'm wasting water because I can't adjust for small loads. Yikes! Would it be cheaper in the long run to get a new one? I remember washers and dryers lasting 25 years. Nowadays I feel I'm lucky if one lasts me 5. Planned obsolescence. In all fairness, it's also a matter of maintenance: the one we let go last year probably needed the same fix this one had yesterday (filters cleaned and valve flushed) but it had a couple of bad design ideas which were getting annoying- notably a membrane input panel that was cracking like whoa- and a new one seemed like a good idea at the time. The one before that took four years to twist itself apart from earthquake damage. Toploaders last longer, no argument, but in the time they last longer they use enough extra water and electricity to buy three front loaders. And they're much harder on clothing. Julia, who has spreadsheets on this stuff, strangely enough.
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Post by Anne, Old S'cubie Cat on Aug 4, 2011 10:49:15 GMT -5
I waited, as instructed, until 10:25, then, as instructed, called to find out what was up. The nitwit I talked to said she'd call "Technician". Not "the technician", but "Technician". Is that like "Doctor"? Then she told me he'd be there in the "last hour". "So, between 11 and noon?" I said. "Yes." So I started eating lunch, and in the middle, somebody else called to say he'd be here in twenty or twenty-five minutes. It's been thirty. Nobody's called, and we're now just past the 9-12 window I was given, I've spent all morning (except for that early morning dash out to Target while Kitty watched the phone) waiting for a call, and I am getting righteously pissed off. I understand, things run late, but not calling to tell me that things are running late is rude, to say the least, and makes me feel like a useless old bag whose time has no value. And he just arrived. $108, 99% chance he can fix it. So much for the budget. I hope yours is cheaper and easier, Julia. Edit: And when he got the top panel open, it turned out that the plastic brackets that hold the broken pressure switch are also broken and a corner of the panel is cracked. So now it's $268 and it'll take until at least Saturday to get the parts. At least the thing still works, even if I'm wasting water because I can't adjust for small loads. Yikes! Would it be cheaper in the long run to get a new one? I remember washers and dryers lasting 25 years. Nowadays I feel I'm lucky if one lasts me 5. Planned obsolescence. Since we paid five or six hundred for this one, probably not cheaper to buy a new one. I'm really pretty peeved; we've only had this one for five years or so, I think. I could live with it this way, but I feel guilty about wasting water, especially with the garden and the fruit trees taking so much.
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Post by Anne, Old S'cubie Cat on Aug 4, 2011 15:32:44 GMT -5
Paul and I went out: First, we checked out the last gasp of our local Borders , because Paul needed a copy of Game of Thrones for his next mythie meeting, and strangely enough, all the libraries are out. Borders had the very expensive TV tie-in edition, but it was discounted, and I got Kitty a Bad Cats calendar and found one with artistical renditions of the periodic table for Paul, so it was worth the stop. Then we drove to Laguna Beach, to the Sawdust Festival, where I did not find anything I wanted to buy (all the nice leather bags were either the wrong size or the wrong color this time), except a festival logo baseball cap, to which I shall add a bit of beading on the embroidery, after I find more teeny weeny seed beads. I've been meaning to drive down to Beads Beads in Orange anyway; perhaps that will get me back into driving outside my comfort zone. Then we went to a metaphysical shop in Costa Mesa, where Paul sat in the car while I shopped, and then we had lunch at Paul's favorite Thai place in Costa Mesa, and then we came home. And now we're to nap, so we can do the TJs run after I get the final list from my mom this afternoon. I hope it is the final TJs list; she has a nasty habit of coming up with other things she just can't do without and expecting me to go back to TJs for them. On Saturday. After I've asked, and asked, and asked, if she's sure she doesn't need more dish soap, or pita chips, or ketchup, or whatever (NO! STOP ASKING!!!!) I suspect it's another test; if I say no, I can't, I'm Bad Daughter again. What really ticks me off is that her Sunday caregiver (who lives in the next town over) has offered to do small grocery runs for her, and my mom says no, she doesn't want to inconvenience the caregiver. Me, on the other hand...
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Post by Julia, wrought iron-y on Aug 4, 2011 17:51:29 GMT -5
I have returned from the fair with no photos and two raffle tickets.
Also, probably, a competely fubar blood glucose situation, and nothing here that sounds edible.
Oh, dear.
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Post by Lola m on Aug 4, 2011 19:33:02 GMT -5
Woo hoo!! Project Runway night!
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Post by Lola m on Aug 4, 2011 19:59:58 GMT -5
Karen - sounds like the concert was awesome good fun!! Diane - I can't possibly give better advice than you've already gotten from others. Follow your heart! (Wimpy answer, I know.)
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Post by Lola m on Aug 4, 2011 20:06:00 GMT -5
Oh, dude. Going into a competition with a "I'm not trying to win, just not go home"? Doesn't bode well!
Pet store! Unconventional materials challenge!! Woot!!
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Post by S'ewing S'cubie on Aug 4, 2011 20:13:37 GMT -5
Anybody watching PR?
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Post by Lola m on Aug 4, 2011 20:19:25 GMT -5
I am! I just LOVE when they do the "make something out of all this mish-mash" challenges!!
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Post by Lola m on Aug 4, 2011 20:26:34 GMT -5
Ooooh, we've got some delightfully bitchy snarky snide funny folks in this batch!
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Post by Lola m on Aug 4, 2011 20:40:23 GMT -5
Well. They're certainly all being ambitious. But will the outfits come out fab or horrible-horrible?
There are several that could go either way. ;D
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Post by S'ewing S'cubie on Aug 4, 2011 20:50:39 GMT -5
They're snarky, but they aren't mean-spirited.
Uh.
Yet.
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