One thing leads to another. So I'm sitting in my 3 season porch working on the video that I posted the other day when KABOOM. A shot of some sort rang out. Scared the crap out of me. I didn't know if it was one of my computers blowing up, as I had 4 of them running the other day looking for my video software. Or if it was something else. It turned out to be my chair. It's one of those outdoor types. This one was a rocker and a bolt had come loose and snapped. So I figure out what I need and head to the hardware store. The bolt was a 27 cent purchase, but when I finally got out of there it had turned into more than $30. But that's another story.
This patio furniture came with some touch-up paint which I thought was in my hall closet along with cleaning supplies, games and all sort of other miscellaneous household goods. In searching for it, I completely emptied out 2 of the 5 shelves. And there it was. By the time I went to the store, found the paint, and got the chair fixed a half day was lost. But now I had a kitchen table and counter full of household items.
Looking over the household items I notice many duplicate products, sometimes another bottle of the same exact thing. The shelves were so cluttered we (and that probably means I) probably bought the duplicate item not knowing there was a full bottle hidden in the closet. There were 18 containers of suntan lotion alone, but in this case most were of different types. I can't be blamed for those purchases because I almost never use any suntan lotion unless scolded into it.
Anyway, the duplication clearly meant it was time to organize the closet and the household cleaners, light bulbs and other supplies. I emptied a third shelf with more supplies and set about organizing the products into types. Seven containers of furniture polish. What the heck. We almost never use furniture polish. Why do we need 7 of them? Three different containers of glass wipes. Heck, we don't use those either. We use the liquid spray and a paper towel or other rag to clean the windows. Of course you never use them if you can't find them. And how many vinyl repair kits does one guy need? After my initial parsing of products I was done for the day. In order to keep these things organized, I needed to get some bins to keep like products corralled and easy to find. That shopping trip would would have to wait till the next day.
Lowe's has become almost a daily stop for this newly retired guy. Fortunately, or maybe not, there is a Lowe's two miles down the road. By the time I select the right kind of bins, get something to eat and head back home, another half day has been lost. Finally by mid afternoon, I had most of the items sorted and back on the shelves. There are few items still left to deal with that will find a new home. Most of those will be in the hardware bins by the workshop.
Tomorrow is garbage day. So when taking my garbage out to the street I notice a lot of limbs down in the yard from the storms that blew through yesterday. That kind of pissed me off because as I was mowing the day before, I took an extra long time because I was picking up sticks. I have a big yard. I started mowing in the morning, got diverted for about an hour to help my neighbor clean his pool, and finally got the job completed by 6:30 that evening. It usually takes me an hour or two to mow the lawn, so you can get an idea of how much the stick picking slowed me down.
So here I am again two days later picking up sticks and small branches. Only it is a lot more uncomfortable today. It wasn't too bad in the shade with the light breeze, but after about a half hour of being in the sun, I was sweating like a pig. It was really muggy out there. No wonder I saw no humanity outside while I was toiling away. I got all the sticks picked up and headed for the pool. But it's so nice in the air conditioning I'm stalling by writing this long, useless post that nobody will read. But it has served my purpose as a stalling tactic before I hit the pool and onto my next task.
This patio furniture came with some touch-up paint which I thought was in my hall closet along with cleaning supplies, games and all sort of other miscellaneous household goods. In searching for it, I completely emptied out 2 of the 5 shelves. And there it was. By the time I went to the store, found the paint, and got the chair fixed a half day was lost. But now I had a kitchen table and counter full of household items.
Looking over the household items I notice many duplicate products, sometimes another bottle of the same exact thing. The shelves were so cluttered we (and that probably means I) probably bought the duplicate item not knowing there was a full bottle hidden in the closet. There were 18 containers of suntan lotion alone, but in this case most were of different types. I can't be blamed for those purchases because I almost never use any suntan lotion unless scolded into it.
Anyway, the duplication clearly meant it was time to organize the closet and the household cleaners, light bulbs and other supplies. I emptied a third shelf with more supplies and set about organizing the products into types. Seven containers of furniture polish. What the heck. We almost never use furniture polish. Why do we need 7 of them? Three different containers of glass wipes. Heck, we don't use those either. We use the liquid spray and a paper towel or other rag to clean the windows. Of course you never use them if you can't find them. And how many vinyl repair kits does one guy need? After my initial parsing of products I was done for the day. In order to keep these things organized, I needed to get some bins to keep like products corralled and easy to find. That shopping trip would would have to wait till the next day.
Lowe's has become almost a daily stop for this newly retired guy. Fortunately, or maybe not, there is a Lowe's two miles down the road. By the time I select the right kind of bins, get something to eat and head back home, another half day has been lost. Finally by mid afternoon, I had most of the items sorted and back on the shelves. There are few items still left to deal with that will find a new home. Most of those will be in the hardware bins by the workshop.
Tomorrow is garbage day. So when taking my garbage out to the street I notice a lot of limbs down in the yard from the storms that blew through yesterday. That kind of pissed me off because as I was mowing the day before, I took an extra long time because I was picking up sticks. I have a big yard. I started mowing in the morning, got diverted for about an hour to help my neighbor clean his pool, and finally got the job completed by 6:30 that evening. It usually takes me an hour or two to mow the lawn, so you can get an idea of how much the stick picking slowed me down.
So here I am again two days later picking up sticks and small branches. Only it is a lot more uncomfortable today. It wasn't too bad in the shade with the light breeze, but after about a half hour of being in the sun, I was sweating like a pig. It was really muggy out there. No wonder I saw no humanity outside while I was toiling away. I got all the sticks picked up and headed for the pool. But it's so nice in the air conditioning I'm stalling by writing this long, useless post that nobody will read. But it has served my purpose as a stalling tactic before I hit the pool and onto my next task.
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