In the fine tradition of "If a thing can go wrong, it will"...
The plumber never showed up Thursday evening for the preliminary check.
On the way to pick up Russell on Thursday night, I blew out a tire!
When I called the plumber Friday morning to check, he said "This is the first I've heard about it." Mind you, this is the same guy that the neighbours across the street highly recommended. Perhaps they don't want us to move! Monica hooked us up with a friend of hers who managed to come out yesterday afternoon to start some stuff. He was minus a part, so is *supposed* to come out tomorrow to finish.
At my farewell luncheon I had to leave to take a phone call (I find it very rude when people take phone calls at the table!), and instead of ordering me Fajita Chicken Quesadillas as I had indicated, my co-workers ordered me Chicken Fajitas.
Russell took the truck in Friday afternoon to have the tire replaced, the oil changed, and the tires balanced, and found out that I have two truck tires and two car tires. Not only that, but one of them was the wrong size!! Mind you, he took it to the place that I've always gone for tires, so... At any rate, they sold us two tires, checked the spare and said we should just keep it in lieu of the mis-sized one, balanced 'em out, changed the oil and checked everything out, and charged Russell about $250. Not bad for all that, I think.
Next. Actually a very cool thing. Had farewell cake and ice cream, and the folks in my department got together and gave Russell and I $130! I opened up the card and exclaimed "Holy Shit" to a roomful people. Nice. But it was so cool, and given the fact that Russell was in the shop at that moment with my truck, it was very helpful!
I actually ended up working until nearly 6pm because everyone kept coming by to say goodbye. I couldn't get anything done!
Now, as I type, the sprinkler system guy is working up the ticket. That is such a long story that I don't even want to get started. Suffice it to say that we did what was required. Wonder what the damage will be? . . . $275 for 5 hours of irrigation work. Doesn't seem all that bad, but it is over half of our repair budget. Good thing I was able to do most of the rest of it myself for nearly nothing. I just found out that they are doing a walk-through tomorrow night (Something we never got to do), so now I'm all stressed that they'll see something *else* they want fixed. Or decide that we didn't do something "right". All we can do is wait and hope for the best at this point, I suppose.
Anyway. Russell is outside painting. I'm about to head to the attic to put a screen on the lint thing for the dryer. I've never looked more forward to a 15 hour road trip, but when we finally get out of here it's going to be such a relief!
so...yeah...
1 comment:
I can hardly believe that it is almost time for you to fly that coop! It's about damn time...
Good luck with everything. Remember, you can always get drugs to knock the pups out (even if you don't end up using them) while you are on the drive. Beware though that if you do, they are muscle relaxers and certain things might happen. Josie leaked all over her bed when she was on tranqs for the 4th of July.
Can't wait to hear of all the adventures you have when in AZ!!!
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