I do so identify with @Beckdawrek “bad bad bad” reports!
Good news: actually, massively good news! I used the back pay from the VA for Mr VOW’s reconsidered disability plus savings I had meticulously accumulated over time and I bought a Safe Step tub for Mr VOW! He dearly loves tub baths, and now he can soak to his heart’s content. Hey, I even bought him a super snazzy shower curtain of galaxies!
Bad news: we used up all present and future good karma with that tub. This past weekend we fought with electricity. The “solar system” at our AZ house has temperamental sieges. It keeps switching from batteries to generator, and each switch causes a burp in power. DirecTV reboots, which always seems to happen at the crucial moments of whatever we’re watching. All plug-in clocks blink “12:00” or “88:88.” The dishwasher and washing machine halt in midcycle and must be goosed to resume working. The dryer just stops. That load of wet towels will just sit there until you remember “oh, gotta push the start button.” Worst of all, the AC and all fans STOP. Thank GAWD we don’t live in Phoenix. Our elevation has had temps top out in the 90’s, so we absolutely need AC. But at least we are not tortured by the ungodly and IMHO, illegal temps of the Phoenix area.
The electrician will be here today. His over-the-phone diagnosis is that all the switches, dials, buttons, and relays simply need to be calibrated. The way our family curse operates, I’m betting a gizmo, doohickey, or whatzit needs to be replaced. I’m majorly cheezed because we just got through paying for additional solar panels (essentially doubling the number we had ) and replacing all our deep cycle batteries with lithium batteries. I was essentially promised a surfeit of power, electricity coming out my ears.
Because this obviously is not enough to satisfy the family curse (we call it the “Whammy”), the water pump died. The Whammy was distracted momentarily, because Mr VOW found a store in Holbrook which sells water pumps in our size, that was actually open for business on a Sunday. $400-something, and it’s right after Payday, so we had the money.
Usually crap happens right BEFORE Payday, when you’re down to eating peanut butter sandwiches made from stale bread heels.
Mr VOW promised to install the new water pump first thing this morning, because he wanted to do the job in daylight. Just talking about it makes me want to pee…again. i bought a bottle of that POOPH spray, and I give the toilet a squirt of that after I go tinkle. I would like to prevent my bathroom from smelling like the plumbing facilities at Big Wrek’s deer camp.
The Daughter and her family have their own version of the Curse. Theirs is called The Hex. And a couple of weeks ago, The Hex stomped up to their house, and cast a wicked grin at the Son-in-Law’s car in the driveway. His car is a 2017? Toyota something. It’s finally paid for, and it has led a pampered life. The Son-in-Law has a fairly long commute, so he made sure the car was serviced as recommended, and even had all servicing and routine maintenance done at the dealership.
The “Check Engine” light came on, and stayed on. The car still ran, but he wanted to do everything he was supposed to do. He took it to the dealership.
It ws the transmission.
Everything in that transmission is electronic computerized whoozy-whatzis. You don’t repair it or rebuild it. You REPLACE it.
$11,000
Holy dancing baby Jesus in a tutu!
And Kelly Blue Book said the car was worth $8,000.
The car still ran, albeit with the “Check Engine” light on. The Son-in-Law had some serious discussions with Carvana. And Carvana bought the heap, I mean, car, and even sent a flat bed tow truck to pick it up. The nice people at Carvana gave him $7,000.
I told The Son-in-Law to take the money and run!
What is your Good News/Bad News this week?
~VOW
Is there any chocolate around here?
Update: The electrician was informed of the water pump business, and he surmises the death throes of the water pump could indeed have induced schizophrenia in the “solar system.”