For reasons upon which I'll elaborate later, my house has been swarming with men this week. As in, ummm, maybe 12 different ones. Not counting Kiddo and The Daddler.
Don't jump to conclusions. I didn't start a brothel. I just spent every last cent I had in an attempt to be a kind to our big blue marble. But, as everyone knows, even philanthropy is selfish. There's a payoff. Feeling good (less guilty) about one's success. I suppose my predilection toward all things green is related to my need to justify my excessive use of fossil fuels, for the spoiled, selfish purpose of turning my home into a live-in refrigerator when I need to sleep/think/decompress.
Which is a convoluted way of saying that, on an impulse, I installed a whole new HVAC system in my home. My breakeven point will be 2045, I think. As far as the money goes. But when it comes to comfort and conscience, it'll be worth it tonight.
As if that weren't enough, my stupid, stupid, weinie 1/2 HP builder's grade garbage disposal broke down for the third time in a year. I decided to switch it out for a 1 HP model. At three times the cost. But considering the time and money and frustration I'd invested in the sucky disposal I had, it was worth every penny. And I got a good deal on Amazon.
I'm kinda weird. I pride myself on wearing thrift shop clothes I find for 99 cents. But I spend $17K on a new HVAC system. Actually, though, that includes insulation, ductwork, new return vents, new flooring in attic, installation of electronic thermostats, etc... Oh, don't forget the very sweet gift of home-grown cucumbers and yellow squash.
And I go all out on my garbage disposer. Travel. Gifts. Anything for my house. Within reason.
OK, I'm rambling now. It's time to bond with my female pets. Mia (Bulemic Beulah) and Lucy (the maniacal runaway neurotic). Kiddo is home. The D is happy after having his amazing dinner. Of corn on the cob, tomatoes, cucumbers, roasted medley of squash, onions, potatoes and carrots. Oh, don't forget the fresh purple hull peas. Yummmm...
Need to run. All of a sudden, I'm hungry...
Welcome to my world!
My life's been crazy since my Daddy moved in with me immediately after my mother's death in October 2010. My one and only kiddo headed to college at Carolina at the end of August. So...I lived on my own, for the first time in my life, for a total of a blissful six weeks. Then, I started the parenting gig with my dad. He's a combination of a grouchy old man, a surly teenager and a temperamental toddler. Needless to say, I get very close to the brink of insanity sometimes. I get through life by finding the humor in difficult circumstances. And for some reason, I wind up in the weirdest situations. I couldn't make this stuff up. So I wind up having lots and lots crazy adventures which make great stories to share with my friends. Writing about my life is so therapeutic. My ramblings range from funny to sad to angry (full of cuss words) to sweet. While my focus is dealing with the trials and tribulations of being a parent to my Daddy, I have lots of random, totally unrelated posts. Whatever's on my mind. I love to make people laugh, and I'm happy to think my readers will get my strange sense of humor. And maybe, people who are in my situation will be encouraged. That's all I can hope for...