Koolie Bear II
On the 11th (yesterday) we bought a 2nd a/c, for the living room; the device, an Admiral, just like Koolie Bear I, who is only being used at night now -- although I did have the #2 fan going all nite, also.
After we woke up, while Trish still consumed mass quantities of 1/2-caf, Karen drove up with a check for 125 buckadingdongs. (Being on disabiiity, we ride the Purple Wage.) But when we called out to the Invisible Wal-Mart, the model we wanted had disappeared; back order, who can guess when it would arrive -- before the 90/100 F in the forecast? I doubt it.
We purchased a $208 one instead. Car-girl drove us past the bank, dropped Bumble Bee Girl off at work, then we went shopping. Car-girl determined that the machine would wrench her back again, so we had the help of 2 Wally World people to take it out to the batmobile. On the way home, we called Fred, who helped move it into the house.
I spent the next several hours writing, awaiting the arrival of the plumber to fix the pipe under the kitchen sink: some idiot, too cheap to call a plumber, "fixed" it with duck tape (sic).
Trish made it back around 3:00, with the news that she has to attend a 2 hour meeting at Pizza Hut, immediately prior to cleaning the grease trap. She went to bed early while I watched The Wall with headphones on (real atomic this way). She got up about 10:00, wanting a glass of warm milk.
I guess eventually she fell asleep. I wouldn't know. I always conk out before she does.
The alarm clock woke her up at 6:00 -- a night of savage dread for me: I woke up between 4:00 & 5:00 again, went to the bathroom, fell back asleep & fully woke up around 5:30. In about 20 minutes, I'll cook for her. I want to have french toast this morning; it's quick to make, so that Trish & I can share coffee time: it's too much fun, then I step back thinking...
After we woke up, while Trish still consumed mass quantities of 1/2-caf, Karen drove up with a check for 125 buckadingdongs. (Being on disabiiity, we ride the Purple Wage.) But when we called out to the Invisible Wal-Mart, the model we wanted had disappeared; back order, who can guess when it would arrive -- before the 90/100 F in the forecast? I doubt it.
We purchased a $208 one instead. Car-girl drove us past the bank, dropped Bumble Bee Girl off at work, then we went shopping. Car-girl determined that the machine would wrench her back again, so we had the help of 2 Wally World people to take it out to the batmobile. On the way home, we called Fred, who helped move it into the house.
I spent the next several hours writing, awaiting the arrival of the plumber to fix the pipe under the kitchen sink: some idiot, too cheap to call a plumber, "fixed" it with duck tape (sic).
Trish made it back around 3:00, with the news that she has to attend a 2 hour meeting at Pizza Hut, immediately prior to cleaning the grease trap. She went to bed early while I watched The Wall with headphones on (real atomic this way). She got up about 10:00, wanting a glass of warm milk.
I guess eventually she fell asleep. I wouldn't know. I always conk out before she does.
The alarm clock woke her up at 6:00 -- a night of savage dread for me: I woke up between 4:00 & 5:00 again, went to the bathroom, fell back asleep & fully woke up around 5:30. In about 20 minutes, I'll cook for her. I want to have french toast this morning; it's quick to make, so that Trish & I can share coffee time: it's too much fun, then I step back thinking...
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