the day before I leave for a ten day road trip, I blow a fuse in a daisy chain of five outlets in my living room? It is Sunday. There is no electrician available. Baby Bro spends a good hour trying to find the source of the problem, with no luck, even with new fuses. I gerrymander an extension from the TV/internet into an outlet in the kitchen, so that my Camino walking partner, who will be staying at my place, during a good part of my absence, can at least have WiFi AND watch TV. I text her to watch out for the big, white ugly extension cord running through my living room.
when a friend calls you in the am, you are at ONE bank. She calls you back in the pm, and once again you are at ANOTHER bank. She makes a comment about my having lots of money, and I realize that while I CERTAINLY don't, I have spent HOURS running around that day, trying to give money, and get money. The hoops you have to jump through ... RIDICULOUS! Est-ce que ça du bon sens?
that darn groundhog is back under my shed? The cheeky little bugger doesn't even scurry away when I turn in the driveway! So, back to last year's remedy... collecting you-know-what and dousing his lair. With any luck, he will end up moving under my neighbour's garage, like he did last year. :)
You can just see his F*A*T, brown rear end poking out in the middle of the photo.
The you know what will work Lovely Lady. So will a trap. Glasses are replaceable, do not sweat it sweetheart. Some times it is good not to see what you are looking at. LOL.
ReplyDeleteAll good advice! Merci.
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