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Order in Chaos
This week, it is the garage door opener which is in revolt. I suppose I should have been more proactive in making adjustments to it while it was refusing to close after the foundation settlement caused the ground surface to be uneven and seemingly rise. Welp, $500 lesson learned there I guess, or however much it turns out to be. Post script: The lesson turned out to be $200. The opener was merely repaired, and not replaced. It's probably just as well to do it this way for the sake of expedience,
Hello, new roof. Goodbye, five thousand dollars. It was due, and hopefully getting it done now will circumvent any real damage from ever coming in. Here's hoping that the job is actually completed before something catastrophic does actually come.
I managed to find some time to associate with another human being in the course of my free time on the day before. It was a refreshing experience. Since we were there last, the arcade has had yet anoter room open up. I was able to play Warzard
On the second day off of work this week I took a moment to review some past entries here, both in recent weeks and years past. I seem to be complaining about my physical status rather frequently lately. The start of this week didn't help matters with my right shoulder getting a pinch towards the end of the day as I struggled with closing a container door. I guess I need to accept this as part of normal operation for the moment. Meanwhile, I decided to take both days off in light of the forecast,
Saturday morning's work day ended with a fun task. The trailer I brought into the rail yard had lettering which didn't match the identification it was given on the internal billing statement. In order for me to be allowed to park the trailer there, I had to take a marker to put the correct letters on there as well as find a way to conceal the original incorrect letters. Despite dropping the trailer and pulling around to have the noses as close to each other as possible,
This week's non-work days was a manifesto in completely awful time management. My parents gave a pair of tickets for my wife and I to see a local theater production. Scheduled at 8PM. We went and it was enjoyable enough, despite the sometimes extremely loud volume of audio and brightness of some strobe flashes, not to mention the drunken family seated behind us who refused to stop saying the first thing that entered their addled minds at every putrid breath. To do something interesting while in