Yeah, an exact count seems difficult.
Meteor swarm!!
https://roll20.net/compendium/dnd5e/Meteor%20Swarm#content
Pumpkin Spice is the Devil’s toe-jam. I don’t even like it with pumpkins!
I still have to replace three doorknobs on my cupboards.
Fix two leaky shower heads
Figure out how to remove anchor screws
Figure out how to spackle the wall
Paint over the wall?
Hang SIL wedding portraits
Hang diploma
That’s not even getting started on the shed or the yard
This is mildly depressing.
There are certain things that have been broken for so long that I’ve just started to consider that to be their normal state, and thus didn’t think of them when answering my poll. For example, a few years ago in a wind storm the screen door got blown open so hard it ripped the screws attaching that piston thingy that makes it self-close right out of the door frame. But I kind of have started to like the fact that the screen door doesn’t self close anymore, so I may well never fix it, so it’s not really something that I’m putting off.
I have a small whiteboard in the bathroom with a list of to-do projects. The only house project on it right now is to have a new door made for the crawlspace. If I don’t get it done in the next month or two, I’ll wait until spring. But it needs to be done. The toilet sometimes takes a couple of flushes to work because the suction kind of sucks but that is just a minor inconvenience that I can ignore for now. Eventually, I will get the ceiling in the spare room painted after I had part of it repaired when I had an A/C leak last year but that’s barely on the radar. So I voted three.
But then I saw someone above talk about a screen door and remembered that the screen on the dining room window has some rips from when an outside cat used to sit on the sill waiting for dinner. I’d like to get that replaced but that’s so far off the radar, I forgot about it. So, I’ll change my vote to 4.
I’m assuming there are at least 50 little things that need doing around my house, but I can’t think about them, because they just flow directly into all the huge things that need doing. So, yeah, there are probably ten little projects that need doing in my upstairs bathroom, but taken together, we just needed to remodel it entirely. The kitchen is just as bad, if not worse - should we try to patch the disintegrating linoleum tiles, fix the cabinet doors that are coming apart at the joints, repaint the scuffed walls, patch the windowsill that was damaged when we had the windows replaced, try to repair the original laminate countertops where they’re chipped or cut… you get the idea. And now I think I need to lie down.
The only reason I root for the Broncos and boo the Cowboys is location. There’s no New Mexico team, but we love Colorado and hate Texas on principle. (NB: every Texan I’ve ever actually known has been lovely.)
I had a screen door installed in my basement, to create a cat-free room that still gets ventilation from the rest of the basement. The contractor asked me if i wanted him to install the piston-thingy. It hadn’t occurred to me that he wouldn’t, but after he asked i realized that i didn’t actually want that door to close itself. So i told him not to.
I don’t have the energy to count all the small projects that need doin’, but I would guess than any random homeowner has dozens.
A couple of larger projects include organizing, cleaning, and painting the laundry room (which will require much movage of stuff), touching up the garage paint, some landscaping, and maybe chasing down a newly-found post-rain trickle of water in the basement.
Scheduling for next spring: painting a pergola and staining a privacy fence.
mmm
My gf makes lists on a scratch pad and I cross off jobs as they are completed. They’re usually made for the coming weekend.
Recently she was away for the weekend and she left a list. I started on it on Saturday, and was a bit discouraged by how much work there was. I was exhausted by Sunday night when she returned.
She was shocked. The list was meant to be things needing done before winter!
The last two weddings I went to (both in the last five or so years, both for my brother’s kids) ended in divorces pretty quickly, and I felt like you could already see it coming.
So, I’m a little misanthropic about weddings, and on top of that I’m not interested in dancing or drinking, so there’s that…after careful thought, I surprised myself by putting that whole experience in the ‘loathe’ category.
btw, one of those two kids (did I say kids? he’s 37) is already engaged again, and I’m definitely not traveling to that one, wherever they hold it.
tl;dr - fuck you, weddings.
I like a well executed wedding and reception. Unfortunately, far too many weddings are about making The Perfect DayTM for the bride, which is impossible. I think Mrs Magill and I had the right approach. Instead of trying for The Perfect DayTM, we aimed for a good day. Our primary goal was to celebrate our union with our family and friends and to make sure everyone had a good time. Judging by the photos from the disposable cameras we had on every table, I think we had succeeded. We also had a “Lion Tamer.” Mrs Magill’s best friend had been a bridesmaid three times in the previous year, and she didn’t want to make her have to buy yet another dress she’d wear once. She was given a whip and a chair (figuratively) and everyone in the bridal party was told to do as she said or face the wrath of a mad Italian woman. She made it all run smoothly.
My Uncle Maus’s husband was probably responsible for a third of the photos from the disposable cameras. He would grab a camera and just took dozens of candid photos of everyone everywhere. We had a couple of photos from the floor of the dancefloor. He would lie on his back and Mrs Magill’s friends and bridesmaids would circle around him. Maus and D were dubbed by my MIL as her new favorite uncles.
I attended a wedding fiasco once. I was dating the woman who was MOH for the bride. We went out partying with the bride a few days before the ceremony, and she met up with an old boyfriend. They went out to his car for a 30 minute session.
The day of the actual wedding, the best man got a call at the church. His newborn son was in critical condition and he left to be there. My date offered me to fill in. The bride’s mom kept screaming at me at the reception for not knowing all the things the real best man was supposed to do.
The marriage lasted less than a month.
Favorite wedding of all time: my daughter eloped during COVID19. I watched the livestream. Cried.
We just finished a major multi-year remodel and landscaping project. There are only two things left on our list. We need to put a little touch up paint in one room and one lightbulb is out.
That doesn’t count the repairs the contractor is scheduled to do under our warranty. But overall, our house is in mint condition, including good organization in all closets and cupboards. It’s quite a change from when we first moved in you could see things that needed work everywhere you looked.
I like weddings, even though my son is separated after only a few years of marriage, and they’ll get divorced as soon as they do all the stuff you need to do to get a divorce. (They haven’t divided all the property, yet. Not because they are disagreeing on anything, but because it’s a nuisance and they haven’t gotten around to finishing. I think once they do that they can file for a “we agree on everything” divorce.)
Weddings are a time i get to hang out with my extended family, and are a lot more fun than funerals. I do like dancing, although i decided the kids at my nephew’s wedding didn’t really want an old lady in their midst at the most recent one i attended. But mostly it’s just hanging out at a party with people I’m happy to catch up with that i like.
My other nephew is likely to get engaged soon, and i look forward to his wedding.
I have to admit that the most recent wedding was over the top, and I’d just as soon attend a lower-key wedding. But hey, if you want to pay to feed me at a2 star Michelin restaurant, I am happy to enjoy the experience, too.
Wow. I don’t like weddings. I don’t attend funerals. I’ll hang out with a friend/relative who suffered a loss, have a few drinks and toast the deceased but the whole idea of being in a crowded room with a preserved corpse is beyond what I can handle.
Jews don’t preserve the corpse, and if there’s a coffin in the room, it’s closed. And the major event isn’t the funeral, it’s visiting the bereaved at their home (shiva).
That being said, I’ve gone to Catholic wakes where everyone is supposed to file past a preserved corpse. That’s creepy, but I’ve done it.
Oh, sorry to hear that, even though it sounds amicable as those things go.
A couple of other things…
- my niece married a low tier country musician, and yes, he ended up cheating on her on the road. I never liked the guy, he was that classic faux-humble, aw shucks southern bullshit artist… so none of that was a surprise.
- for more than a decade, I rode the train into work every day with a guy who worked at the state house, but he was also a weekend wedding photographer. I heard so many crazy stories from him, and every year he would have at least one fistfight story for me.
Re: school buildings. I didn’t attend a public school until college.
The Catholic elementary/middle school (one school, same building) I attended is still there and still operating in the same building.
The Catholic high school I attended was closed (consolidated with two other Catholic high schools) in 1990, and the building that was our high school was turned back over to the Catholic university with which it shared a campus. The building itself is being torn down this month, to make room for a new business school for the college; I got to take one last tour of the old building last month, when I went back up to Wisconsin for my high school reunion.
I listed mild dislike for weddings - mostly because they’re an expensive chore between clothes, travel, and hanging out with people you may not want to be with. I’ve been to relatively few however, mine, my brother’s, my half-brothers, and that of the two friends.
The marriage of the two friends were both disasters, and in both situations everyone knew ahead of time that it was doomed. In one case (friend was male) he sincerely loved his bride, and wanted to make her happy, but she wanted the pomp and circumstance of marriage, but not the day-to-day life of being married. It ended in under 6 months. The second, our friend (female) was the one who believed that marriage and kids would answer all her problems, and the man she loved was willing to indulge her, but was NOT what you’d consider the marrying sort. Still, they made it one year and one child, and then he wandered off to ‘find himself again.’
She’s doing pretty well raising the child on her own (with help from her parents) despite some serious developmental issues with the child, and 4 years later ‘dad’ came back and wanted to be involved after years of no contact, which is… not going well.
So I find weddings for people who walk into them with their eyes open to be a be a tolerable pain, but going to ones where the principles are lying to each other (or themselves) to be like pulling teeth.
What a strange trip to go onto Google Maps and see street views of schools I had not thought about in many decades. They are all still there and functioning, and exactly as I remember them.