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Quote from: Palehorse on May 19, 2014, 08:04:07 PM
A true Monday it has been. . .

1. Got up for work and along the way I turned on final approach to my destination, only to find the road barricaded with no notice posted until I got to the closure. This required me to turn around and go 3.5 miles out of my way to get to work. . 

2. One thing after another went wrong at work today, from parts coming in wrong to unscheduled reports and requests coming my way.

3. I arrived home to discover our dryer has stopped working. After some diagnostics I figure it is the heating element.

4. I go to the manufacturers web site and discover parts are available if you have the model number.

5. I spend over an hour wrestling with the damned thing and cannot find the model number.

6. In frustration I shove the damned thing back into place and figure I will have to call a service person.

7. As I stoop down to ensure the damn thing is on its base properly, I bump my fuggin head on the open door.

8. After cursing like a sailor in order to prevent myself from slamming the damned door shut, and rubbing my head to ease the pain, I calmly reach up to gently close the door from my stooping position.

9. It was at that exact moment that I spied the damned sticker on the top portion of the door-jamb, containing the model number. I ordered the heating element on line, which the instructions say is easy to replace via the removal of the front access panel. I reconned the front access panel, but thought better of actually trying to remove it today. (Best to await the arrival of better karma).

10. My wife and I run out for dinner, only to find the damned parking lot fenced off, and a detour sign up informing us the dining room is open and instructions to park on the opposite side. (We did)

11. We damned near got run over by a blue hair trying to negotiate the drive through. (This elicited a stream of verbal epitaphs from me, upon which my wife decided to comment, "take me home". I ignored this).

12. While dining we were subjected to the fine tones of a jackhammer being used to remove the brick facade of the wall outside, and watched as some ratty looking construction worker tried to drive the cherry picker he was on, 20 feet in the air, over the damned Bobcat parked right fucking next to him in the fenced zone. (This also elicited some smart, obscenity laced commentary from me, to which my wife replied, "You need to go home and go to bed".

13. I ignored that advice as well, however, I am currently giving it very strong consideration. This fucking day needs to be over with!

14. As I began getting my clothing out for tomorrow, I discover I have no clean underwear. Do I dare put my pants back on, get into the truck, and drive to Kohls to buy some more?

Fuck it. I'm going commando. I'll stop on the way home tomorrow to buy more underwear.

The part for the dryer gets here Friday.  :rant:
When my week starts out like that each day gets better and it usually results in a great Fri and everything has worked itself out. 
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I wake up, accomplish a thing or two and look at the clock and it's almost bedtime. Seriously?!? :zzz:
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Purplelady1040

Palehorse, hope your Wednesday is better!

Bo D

I find that, as I get older, Mondays tend to stretch longer into the week.  :rant:
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libby

Palehorse, My sympathy.  Sounds like what happens to me. I am in one of those times in my life when, if it can happen, it will. I go along smoothly, sometimes for years, with only minor distractions (I am an optimist), and then WHAM!  :poke: :dizzy2: :sweatdrop: :huh2:



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duke jupiter

Quote from: Palehorse on May 19, 2014, 08:04:07 PM
A true Monday it has been. . .

1. Got up for work and along the way I turned on final approach to my destination, only to find the road barricaded with no notice posted until I got to the closure. This required me to turn around and go 3.5 miles out of my way to get to work. . 

2. One thing after another went wrong at work today, from parts coming in wrong to unscheduled reports and requests coming my way.

3. I arrived home to discover our dryer has stopped working. After some diagnostics I figure it is the heating element.

4. I go to the manufacturers web site and discover parts are available if you have the model number.

5. I spend over an hour wrestling with the damned thing and cannot find the model number.

6. In frustration I shove the damned thing back into place and figure I will have to call a service person.

7. As I stoop down to ensure the damn thing is on its base properly, I bump my fuggin head on the open door.

8. After cursing like a sailor in order to prevent myself from slamming the damned door shut, and rubbing my head to ease the pain, I calmly reach up to gently close the door from my stooping position.

9. It was at that exact moment that I spied the damned sticker on the top portion of the door-jamb, containing the model number. I ordered the heating element on line, which the instructions say is easy to replace via the removal of the front access panel. I reconned the front access panel, but thought better of actually trying to remove it today. (Best to await the arrival of better karma).

10. My wife and I run out for dinner, only to find the damned parking lot fenced off, and a detour sign up informing us the dining room is open and instructions to park on the opposite side. (We did)

11. We damned near got run over by a blue hair trying to negotiate the drive through. (This elicited a stream of verbal epitaphs from me, upon which my wife decided to comment, "take me home". I ignored this).

12. While dining we were subjected to the fine tones of a jackhammer being used to remove the brick facade of the wall outside, and watched as some ratty looking construction worker tried to drive the cherry picker he was on, 20 feet in the air, over the damned Bobcat parked right fucking next to him in the fenced zone. (This also elicited some smart, obscenity laced commentary from me, to which my wife replied, "You need to go home and go to bed".

13. I ignored that advice as well, however, I am currently giving it very strong consideration. This fucking day needs to be over with!

14. As I began getting my clothing out for tomorrow, I discover I have no clean underwear. Do I dare put my pants back on, get into the truck, and drive to Kohls to buy some more?

Fuck it. I'm going commando. I'll stop on the way home tomorrow to buy more underwear.

The part for the dryer gets here Friday.  :rant:


Ole Duke sez "Quit cryin' dammit.  ;) Are u healthy and do you have food and shelter? if so life is good.

Best regards,
Duke (healthy and I ain't cold and I ain't hongry and heck I have 4 steel horses to ride) Jupiter  :biggrin:
Watch out for Goofy!

The Troll

Quote from: Palehorse on May 19, 2014, 08:04:07 PM
A true Monday it has been. . .

1. Got up for work and along the way I turned on final approach to my destination, only to find the road barricaded with no notice posted until I got to the closure. This required me to turn around and go 3.5 miles out of my way to get to work. . 

2. One thing after another went wrong at work today, from parts coming in wrong to unscheduled reports and requests coming my way.

3. I arrived home to discover our dryer has stopped working. After some diagnostics I figure it is the heating element.

4. I go to the manufacturers web site and discover parts are available if you have the model number.

5. I spend over an hour wrestling with the damned thing and cannot find the model number.

6. In frustration I shove the damned thing back into place and figure I will have to call a service person.

7. As I stoop down to ensure the damn thing is on its base properly, I bump my fuggin head on the open door.

8. After cursing like a sailor in order to prevent myself from slamming the damned door shut, and rubbing my head to ease the pain, I calmly reach up to gently close the door from my stooping position.

9. It was at that exact moment that I spied the damned sticker on the top portion of the door-jamb, containing the model number. I ordered the heating element on line, which the instructions say is easy to replace via the removal of the front access panel. I reconned the front access panel, but thought better of actually trying to remove it today. (Best to await the arrival of better karma).

10. My wife and I run out for dinner, only to find the damned parking lot fenced off, and a detour sign up informing us the dining room is open and instructions to park on the opposite side. (We did)

11. We damned near got run over by a blue hair trying to negotiate the drive through. (This elicited a stream of verbal epitaphs from me, upon which my wife decided to comment, "take me home". I ignored this).

12. While dining we were subjected to the fine tones of a jackhammer being used to remove the brick facade of the wall outside, and watched as some ratty looking construction worker tried to drive the cherry picker he was on, 20 feet in the air, over the damned Bobcat parked right fucking next to him in the fenced zone. (This also elicited some smart, obscenity laced commentary from me, to which my wife replied, "You need to go home and go to bed".

13. I ignored that advice as well, however, I am currently giving it very strong consideration. This fucking day needs to be over with!

14. As I began getting my clothing out for tomorrow, I discover I have no clean underwear. Do I dare put my pants back on, get into the truck, and drive to Kohls to buy some more?

Fuck it. I'm going commando. I'll stop on the way home tomorrow to buy more underwear.

The part for the dryer gets here Friday.  :rant:

  If the dryer is over 10 years old, get a new one, I know from past experiences that the next thing to break is the drive belt and you have to remove the drum to replace it.   :yes:  In this day and age when something gets some age on it, it's better and cheaper to replace the damn thing in money and pain, like your head.   :yes:  Good luck.   :wink: :smile:  Murphy loves you man.  :love:   :smitten:

Palehorse

Quote from: Palehorse on May 19, 2014, 08:04:07 PM
A true Monday it has been. . .

1. Got up for work and along the way I turned on final approach to my destination, only to find the road barricaded with no notice posted until I got to the closure. This required me to turn around and go 3.5 miles out of my way to get to work. . 

2. One thing after another went wrong at work today, from parts coming in wrong to unscheduled reports and requests coming my way.

3. I arrived home to discover our dryer has stopped working. After some diagnostics I figure it is the heating element.

4. I go to the manufacturers web site and discover parts are available if you have the model number.

5. I spend over an hour wrestling with the damned thing and cannot find the model number.

6. In frustration I shove the damned thing back into place and figure I will have to call a service person.

7. As I stoop down to ensure the damn thing is on its base properly, I bump my fuggin head on the open door.

8. After cursing like a sailor in order to prevent myself from slamming the damned door shut, and rubbing my head to ease the pain, I calmly reach up to gently close the door from my stooping position.

9. It was at that exact moment that I spied the damned sticker on the top portion of the door-jamb, containing the model number. I ordered the heating element on line, which the instructions say is easy to replace via the removal of the front access panel. I reconned the front access panel, but thought better of actually trying to remove it today. (Best to await the arrival of better karma).

10. My wife and I run out for dinner, only to find the damned parking lot fenced off, and a detour sign up informing us the dining room is open and instructions to park on the opposite side. (We did)

11. We damned near got run over by a blue hair trying to negotiate the drive through. (This elicited a stream of verbal epitaphs from me, upon which my wife decided to comment, "take me home". I ignored this).

12. While dining we were subjected to the fine tones of a jackhammer being used to remove the brick facade of the wall outside, and watched as some ratty looking construction worker tried to drive the cherry picker he was on, 20 feet in the air, over the damned Bobcat parked right fucking next to him in the fenced zone. (This also elicited some smart, obscenity laced commentary from me, to which my wife replied, "You need to go home and go to bed".

13. I ignored that advice as well, however, I am currently giving it very strong consideration. This fucking day needs to be over with!

14. As I began getting my clothing out for tomorrow, I discover I have no clean underwear. Do I dare put my pants back on, get into the truck, and drive to Kohls to buy some more?

Fuck it. I'm going commando. I'll stop on the way home tomorrow to buy more underwear.

The part for the dryer gets here Friday.  :rant:

Epilog:

The dryer part (heating element) arrived on Wednesday. I waited until today to "take the front access cover off and replace it". . .


Took me 1 hour. And the dryer works fine now. . .  :smile:

Saved myself either $250 bucks for a service call, or $800 on a replacement. You decide.

Momma's happy so I am.  :smitten:
R.I.P. - followsthewolf - You are MISSED! 4/17/2013

That which fails to kill me. . .should run!

Any "point" made by one that lacks credibility, is only as useful as toilet paper; and serves the same purpose. ~ Palehorse 4/22/2017

May you find charity when it is needed, and the ability to extend it when it is not. ~Palehorse 7/4/2012

To the last, I grapple with thee; From Hell's heart, I stab at thee; For hate's sake, I spit my last breath at thee.~Herman Melville

Purplelady1040

Quote from: Palehorse on May 22, 2014, 07:00:35 PM
Epilog:

The dryer part (heating element) arrived on Wednesday. I waited until today to "take the front access cover off and replace it". . .


Took me 1 hour. And the dryer works fine now. . .  :smile:

Saved myself either $250 bucks for a service call, or $800 on a replacement. You decide.

Momma's happy so I am.  :smitten:

I would go with that!! If Momma ain't happy, no one's happy!!! :yes: :laugh:

The Troll

Quote from: Purplelady1040 on May 22, 2014, 07:11:58 PM
I would go with that!! If Momma ain't happy, no one's happy!!! :yes: :laugh:

  I just figured it was that way in your house.   :yes:  Cause it that way in my house, cause momma rules.  :love:  :smitten:

Purplelady1040

Quote from: The Troll on June 23, 2014, 06:44:49 AM
  I just figured it was that way in your house.   :yes:  Cause it that way in my house, cause momma rules.  :love:  :smitten:
Well there are some things I rule over and some things hubby rules over. It makes for a happy marriage to me! :smitten:

The Troll

 
Quote from: Purplelady1040 on June 23, 2014, 08:28:53 AM
Well there are some things I rule over and some things hubby rules over. It makes for a happy marriage to me! :smitten:


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Palehorse

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R.I.P. - followsthewolf - You are MISSED! 4/17/2013

That which fails to kill me. . .should run!

Any "point" made by one that lacks credibility, is only as useful as toilet paper; and serves the same purpose. ~ Palehorse 4/22/2017

May you find charity when it is needed, and the ability to extend it when it is not. ~Palehorse 7/4/2012

To the last, I grapple with thee; From Hell's heart, I stab at thee; For hate's sake, I spit my last breath at thee.~Herman Melville

Purplelady1040

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Bite your tongue, PH!!! I hate winter :mag:

me

Quote from: Purplelady1040 on November 16, 2014, 05:58:01 PM
:cold:
Bite your tongue, PH!!! I hate winter :mag:
Uh, don't try to counter it 'cause I have in the past and we've ended up with ice.....   :'(
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