I received a call saying that the pickup of the picnic table would have to be scheduled for Wednesday. Oh, a loud "no no no" caused the woman to reconsider...lol...and said she would be right back. I was continuing to say I had stayed home two days!
She came back on the line with a better plan. The truck was leaving Tuscaloosa and would stop here and get the picnic table. So, I was here until after 4 pm.
The driver talked with me and I told him where the picnic table was located. He went to look at it while the other guy remained in the truck. I heard loud whoops coming from somewhere and finally determined it was him. I could hear this from inside the house, too. He emerged from the truck with his phone in one hand and the earplugs or something in the other.
The guy staggered out, almost falling down. He staggered across the lawn putting one foot across in front of the other in an attempt to walk and stay straight. He screamed, "Wow, you are beautiful! Are you married?" I told him to shut up and do his job. He continued with same thing.
Finally, he managed to get down on his hands and knees, begging me not to get him fired. (At this point, I am on hold for Lowe's corporate.) I told him to shut up, get up, and do his job, putting his phone away so he could carry the table. THEN, he managed to let the table leg ram into the gate and fence to the backyard.
He continued his nonsense and foolishness in front of the driver. He was barely able to carry the table. They finally got it on the truck, hitting one leg hard. I wonder if it is saleable now.
I was leaning on the ramp when he came over and leaned with me talking all buddy-buddy like, telling me how he did not know white people could make mistakes, but his manager was stupid and about some mistake the manager made. I told him I did not want to hear it and get away from me.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
The driver had no receipt to give me, but wrote something out, showing it was picked up. The driver was really professional and nice. I did ask him if he would put the round table in the backyard. He did it without attitude. I was going to tip him for that, but the other guy was still upsetting me with his nonsense.
We need to go to bread store now.
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Tuesday, May 12, 2020
Tuesday, May 5, 2020
The Plan; The Mistake
It is noon. The plan--paint the picnic table or all we can. It will have to be turned upside down to paint all of it. We will have to get someone to turn it twice. Valspar porch and patio paint is what I chose. I meant to have Tommy sand it first, but I can basically do that later and repaint edges.
The guy who brought it home has two like mine. He thought I ought to stain it. He kept insisting until I told him I like my picnic table white so I could see ants/bugs on it. He laughed and did not try to persuade me.
It is almost 2 pm and we are still inside. sigh Rain is coming about 4 am. And, I still have not stirred the paint. I forgot to have it shaken when I was there.
Tommy has lost weight, and I have gained a pound each day since we put the scales together. What is wrong with me??? He now only eats a half sandwich each lunch. He has lost a little over a pound, and I have gained three!
And, here is where the plan starts falling apart. No, I did not plan alone. He was all for this.
Now, at almost 3 pm, he says we can do this painting in the morning. Well, he tells me the rain will be over. So, I can paint a soggy table? This is all up to me now. So, I will go out and plant a few things this afternoon.
THEN, when I have had a few dry days, I can paint. I am not even going to ask him or discuss it. I will just go out and paint! Things like this annoy me. And, I can do laundry today.
So, I am going to call this day good or not and go do what I can in the plants. Now, I cannot carry enough water for all the plants on the porch. It was okay when I only had three herbs. Now, not so much.
The faucet still is not replaced. I have six new faucets inside along with two replacement handles that we did not use. I thought Tommy could put the hose onto the poorly running faucet and I could get a dribble of water, better than carrying it out a quart at a time.
Well, that was not a good idea. The hose connection to the faucet was faulty. I thought he was getting it on crooked. No, a guy looked at it, tried to get it on straight and said the washer inside was gone. If it is not one thing, it is another. I just want to water plants! This hose came from my house, one of the few things, maybe the only thing I rescued from the yard. So, there is no telling where the washer is now. I dragged it at home and dragged it from the car.
I am over doing anything today since it is almost 7 pm.
Dinner--baked chicken, sliced tomatoes, steamed zucchini.
How was your day? More productive than mine?
The guy who brought it home has two like mine. He thought I ought to stain it. He kept insisting until I told him I like my picnic table white so I could see ants/bugs on it. He laughed and did not try to persuade me.
It is almost 2 pm and we are still inside. sigh Rain is coming about 4 am. And, I still have not stirred the paint. I forgot to have it shaken when I was there.
Tommy has lost weight, and I have gained a pound each day since we put the scales together. What is wrong with me??? He now only eats a half sandwich each lunch. He has lost a little over a pound, and I have gained three!
And, here is where the plan starts falling apart. No, I did not plan alone. He was all for this.
Now, at almost 3 pm, he says we can do this painting in the morning. Well, he tells me the rain will be over. So, I can paint a soggy table? This is all up to me now. So, I will go out and plant a few things this afternoon.
THEN, when I have had a few dry days, I can paint. I am not even going to ask him or discuss it. I will just go out and paint! Things like this annoy me. And, I can do laundry today.
So, I am going to call this day good or not and go do what I can in the plants. Now, I cannot carry enough water for all the plants on the porch. It was okay when I only had three herbs. Now, not so much.
The faucet still is not replaced. I have six new faucets inside along with two replacement handles that we did not use. I thought Tommy could put the hose onto the poorly running faucet and I could get a dribble of water, better than carrying it out a quart at a time.
Well, that was not a good idea. The hose connection to the faucet was faulty. I thought he was getting it on crooked. No, a guy looked at it, tried to get it on straight and said the washer inside was gone. If it is not one thing, it is another. I just want to water plants! This hose came from my house, one of the few things, maybe the only thing I rescued from the yard. So, there is no telling where the washer is now. I dragged it at home and dragged it from the car.
I am over doing anything today since it is almost 7 pm.
Dinner--baked chicken, sliced tomatoes, steamed zucchini.
How was your day? More productive than mine?
Sunday, May 3, 2020
New Chairs and Table
I went to Cullman Saturday for several things. Only one worked out. My mail is now being put into my box! That's good. When I checked my box, there was mail, so I did not have to go upfront where the people are located.
My friend who had to have surgery on her neck is doing okay according to a man who was near her house. I think he is a relative. She must spend 21 days in rehab. So far, so good. I still worry about the virus in a nursing home.
No one is having a yard sale. It was a beautiful day, so only the virus is holding people back. Oh, and the governor. I am not complaining, just observing. Well, one of the permanent yard sales was open, but there is never anything good there.
Sunday--I now have a picnic table, 6 feet and shoddily made. But, it is working fine since it is a place to sit. The two chairs are very comfortable, plastic wicker with steel frame. Plus, I can rise from the chair without a problem.. I bought paint but forgot to get brushes and sandpaper. I will get that.
The same picnic table and sturdily made was $280 at Buettner's Hardware in Cullman. At Lowe's it was $99. Of course, mine was stolen. Only, mine was 8 feet long and is now $305. I can see the ways to make the cheap one sturdier. Yes, I can get the wood and have someone do this. Well, if I can buy a drill, I can do it myself!
Also, the hose is always all over the yard and in the way of the guy who mows. So, I got a thing to put it on that has two stakes to poke into the ground. At least the guy can mow now.
These things cost more than I had before the friend gave me money. So, I only had a bit to use of the stimulus. The guy who could get me 20% contractor's discount said it was only 5%. ??? But, a guy lets me use his 10% military discount. So, it is done.
Publix had Miracle Whip bogo, so I went there. Tommy obviously had read the ad while I was in PO or somewhere. He told me zucchini were fifty cents each. So, I got the MW and searched for these cheap zucchini. I asked in the produce department and two people answered--no, not fifty cent zucchini. I noticed the cucumbers were that price and realized he must have just looked at the ad pictures and thought they were zucchinis. I did get zucchini, anyway.
One big problem remains. Tommy cannot sit in the chair because he cannot rise from it. I have to figure out how to make it higher. Or, I have to find a taller patio chair and get it cut off to the right height. Sitting on his walker is not relaxing or comfortable. I hurt for him.
Monday, garden stuff is on the agenda. Putting out fire ant bait is, too.
Picture me--sitting to work in the yard and sitting to relax. Tommy has a huge maple tree in his back yard that has the nicest shade....ah.
Okay, after I wrote this post, Tommy ruined something I just bought. I bought two pots and asked him to open the drain holes. Of course, he turned the pots upside down and used a straight screw with me say, "noooo." He refused to turn them right side up or to use a Philips screwdriver. So, now I have two horrible split pots. GRRR He does this to all sorts of things of mine. I know he doesn't know better, but please listen to someone who knows better and is the owner of what you are ruining.
I know it says to use a drill, but I no longer have a drill. Now, I will use part of my stimulus money to buy one. I do know how to use a drill. I don't want him ruining it.
How is your yard situation? Do you know anyone who manages to ruin things? Your things?
My friend who had to have surgery on her neck is doing okay according to a man who was near her house. I think he is a relative. She must spend 21 days in rehab. So far, so good. I still worry about the virus in a nursing home.
No one is having a yard sale. It was a beautiful day, so only the virus is holding people back. Oh, and the governor. I am not complaining, just observing. Well, one of the permanent yard sales was open, but there is never anything good there.
Sunday--I now have a picnic table, 6 feet and shoddily made. But, it is working fine since it is a place to sit. The two chairs are very comfortable, plastic wicker with steel frame. Plus, I can rise from the chair without a problem.. I bought paint but forgot to get brushes and sandpaper. I will get that.
The same picnic table and sturdily made was $280 at Buettner's Hardware in Cullman. At Lowe's it was $99. Of course, mine was stolen. Only, mine was 8 feet long and is now $305. I can see the ways to make the cheap one sturdier. Yes, I can get the wood and have someone do this. Well, if I can buy a drill, I can do it myself!
Also, the hose is always all over the yard and in the way of the guy who mows. So, I got a thing to put it on that has two stakes to poke into the ground. At least the guy can mow now.
These things cost more than I had before the friend gave me money. So, I only had a bit to use of the stimulus. The guy who could get me 20% contractor's discount said it was only 5%. ??? But, a guy lets me use his 10% military discount. So, it is done.
Publix had Miracle Whip bogo, so I went there. Tommy obviously had read the ad while I was in PO or somewhere. He told me zucchini were fifty cents each. So, I got the MW and searched for these cheap zucchini. I asked in the produce department and two people answered--no, not fifty cent zucchini. I noticed the cucumbers were that price and realized he must have just looked at the ad pictures and thought they were zucchinis. I did get zucchini, anyway.
One big problem remains. Tommy cannot sit in the chair because he cannot rise from it. I have to figure out how to make it higher. Or, I have to find a taller patio chair and get it cut off to the right height. Sitting on his walker is not relaxing or comfortable. I hurt for him.
Monday, garden stuff is on the agenda. Putting out fire ant bait is, too.
Picture me--sitting to work in the yard and sitting to relax. Tommy has a huge maple tree in his back yard that has the nicest shade....ah.
Okay, after I wrote this post, Tommy ruined something I just bought. I bought two pots and asked him to open the drain holes. Of course, he turned the pots upside down and used a straight screw with me say, "noooo." He refused to turn them right side up or to use a Philips screwdriver. So, now I have two horrible split pots. GRRR He does this to all sorts of things of mine. I know he doesn't know better, but please listen to someone who knows better and is the owner of what you are ruining.
I know it says to use a drill, but I no longer have a drill. Now, I will use part of my stimulus money to buy one. I do know how to use a drill. I don't want him ruining it.
How is your yard situation? Do you know anyone who manages to ruin things? Your things?
Thursday, April 9, 2020
I Am Gutted
When we pulled into my driveway today, I was gutted to see my picnic table has now been stolen! I sat there too hurt to cry. I felt hollow inside. I work and scrimp and have nice things. Then, renters who will never work for what I had, steal it. And, I cannot afford to even buy a chair to sit in the yard.
I had just come from an MRI of my heart and had bad news on that front. It seems too hard to even live. They had a stack of masks and gloves that a patient could have. I got a mask and a pair of gloves. All the patients were allowed inside, but none of the people who brought them were allowed to enter.
I had just come from an MRI of my heart and had bad news on that front. It seems too hard to even live. They had a stack of masks and gloves that a patient could have. I got a mask and a pair of gloves. All the patients were allowed inside, but none of the people who brought them were allowed to enter.
Tuesday, September 24, 2019
Long Scorcher
Tuesday, we went to lunch, the one with music. Lunch was great chicken fingers, mac n cheese, corn pickles and peppers. I had only the chicken and mac n cheese, and chocolate cake, of course.
We gave a box of food to couple who will donate it, so we did not have to pick it up or carry it.
We headed out to the sweet potato farm. We were shocked that they had not been able to dig them because it is too dry. When it is too dry, the sweet potatoes get skinned by the equipment. We were disappointed and left with card and a wait of at least three weeks. Usually, sweet potatoes are ready the first of September. We can barely wait for the Beauregards to be ready.
At the Farmer's Market there were only about four vendors. But, my favorite vendor was there with red okra and all sorts of pumpkins. I used $12 of coupons to get four pumpkins for the porch. Later, I can cook them. They are quite attractive with a large one in my hypertufa pot, a smaller one nestled in the chicken with the mums and the other two sitting in front of the chicken.
Tommy let me buy a new necklace I need for an upcoming event. Love it Some of my jewelry was stolen; some was saved, but I have no idea where it is. The young men just moved things they put in huge bags. Nothing was organized, just moved for which I am grateful.
I me a man at my lot who wants to buy it. He is going to move my things left in the yard. Yes, I am paying him. Of course, if he does, he will be the first person to agree to do it and actually load the stuff up.
Tommy told me in no uncertain terms that I could not bring my picnic table or swing to his yard. Today, he was quite agreeable. I am ecstatic.
When we left home this morning about 8 am, there was not a cloud in the sky. I did not break a sweat getting to the car. Before we left Cullman, it was scorcher, well into the 90s. Still I love it--hot and dry.
Monday night, I did not sleep a wink. So, today was a hard day and I napped a bit when we came home and got things inside.
The only problem all day long was on the way home. I had on a sleeveless top and the sun was hurting my skin. I need to carry something to shield my arms and use sunscreen. I do not need a sunburn in September or ever. It seems as I get older, the sun actually hurts my skin. Does the sun hurt your skin? Has it always hurt your skin or is this something new fitor you. I mean it causes pain after just a few minutes.
Tomorrow, the temp will be 94F with no rain in sight.
We gave a box of food to couple who will donate it, so we did not have to pick it up or carry it.
We headed out to the sweet potato farm. We were shocked that they had not been able to dig them because it is too dry. When it is too dry, the sweet potatoes get skinned by the equipment. We were disappointed and left with card and a wait of at least three weeks. Usually, sweet potatoes are ready the first of September. We can barely wait for the Beauregards to be ready.
At the Farmer's Market there were only about four vendors. But, my favorite vendor was there with red okra and all sorts of pumpkins. I used $12 of coupons to get four pumpkins for the porch. Later, I can cook them. They are quite attractive with a large one in my hypertufa pot, a smaller one nestled in the chicken with the mums and the other two sitting in front of the chicken.
Tommy let me buy a new necklace I need for an upcoming event. Love it Some of my jewelry was stolen; some was saved, but I have no idea where it is. The young men just moved things they put in huge bags. Nothing was organized, just moved for which I am grateful.
I me a man at my lot who wants to buy it. He is going to move my things left in the yard. Yes, I am paying him. Of course, if he does, he will be the first person to agree to do it and actually load the stuff up.
Tommy told me in no uncertain terms that I could not bring my picnic table or swing to his yard. Today, he was quite agreeable. I am ecstatic.
When we left home this morning about 8 am, there was not a cloud in the sky. I did not break a sweat getting to the car. Before we left Cullman, it was scorcher, well into the 90s. Still I love it--hot and dry.
Monday night, I did not sleep a wink. So, today was a hard day and I napped a bit when we came home and got things inside.
The only problem all day long was on the way home. I had on a sleeveless top and the sun was hurting my skin. I need to carry something to shield my arms and use sunscreen. I do not need a sunburn in September or ever. It seems as I get older, the sun actually hurts my skin. Does the sun hurt your skin? Has it always hurt your skin or is this something new fitor you. I mean it causes pain after just a few minutes.
Tomorrow, the temp will be 94F with no rain in sight.
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