I can’t afford to pay for electricity anymore; these are some dark times.
Monday and time for one of my favorite songs. I love these guys, great music form a great time.
It’s Monday and time for Mary to go to work to keep me in the lifestyle I have become accustomed to. She departed at 8:00 AM, and I was going to accomplish so much today; my to-do list was a mile long.
OK, first things first! More sockets for Miss Mary as she had to plug and unplug her beauty gadgets continually. I have never heard of an electric toenail trimmer nor an electric skin softener, now an electric cuticle remover! She had all this, plus the standard electric hairdryer, electric hair curler, and electric toothbrush: eight gadgets and only two gazintas.
What you ask is a “gazinta?” A gazinta is another name for a power plug because the power cord goes into the plus; naturally, ga-sin-ta!
So, I attacked the wall with vigor and a few selected tools like the Makita
What I thought was going to be a two-hour job turned into six hours! The #12 wiring was so stiff that I fought it hour hours trying to make it go into the new box. I was tired and learned that older adults should pick their chores more carefully. Not only can’t I see, but the #12 wires and my hands with the mild arthritis are not a great match! I finally got it done and ready for the drywall guy who is coming on Thursday!
I did leave a text for Mary making her, “What do you call a bad electrician?” I followed up with the answer, ” A shock absorber!
On the bright side, I am happy I could do it; the old grey matter is still working. So, when she arrived home, she saw this and committed I “overachieved”!
Mary called before departing the office, and I told her of my less than stellar day. She volunteered to bring home dinner, and I agreed. Besides, I know it would be veal piccata! We set the table on the patio, got our wine in the new genuine outdoor safe wine glasses, and parked our carcass for a dine leisurely dinner!
The veal was perfect, and Mary fixed a salad from our garden, and I sliced fresh tomatoes. It was a delightful meal.
We have a “ritual” at dinner time! No radio, no TV but a time to share our day and plan for tomorrow; it’s a special time for us! Sometimes I share my daily joke, “A neutron walks into a bar and asks, ‘How much for a drink?’ The bartender replies, “For you, no charge.”
Mary mentioned that she went to the doc today to see how she was doing. She got her answer!
After dinner, we cleaned up and headed to the swim spa. We downed a boggle of wine and talked for a good hour until we were getting prune-like. We decided not to watch the news as it is all bad and seeing Biden makes us a little nuts!