Afternoon, mumpers! It’s been cloudy and grey over here today, the weather app says “Cloudy and mild. Someone needs to start a fucking dance party or some shit” and promises me 10C/50F up to 14C/57F, mostly cloudy. I’m hoping we don’t get anything more than showers tonight and tomorrow as I’ve got two outdoor classes booked at the gym for the morning. And on Monday, I’ll be doing an indoor class instead! Woot!
Moooom congrats to the Roxster on the slides, I bet you won’t be able to get her off them now. Also, your dream about the big win made me realise it’s been ages since I bought a lottery ticket. That could also be because my current balance on the lottery site is 80p, and I haven’t added any ticket-buying funds for ages either. Tonight’s jackpot is £26m on the Euromillions. Is that enough to be worth the bother? One of my friends won’t buy a ticket until it goes over £100m and has some bizarre justification for it that I can’t quite remember.
Been a busy day at irk although it hasn’t been particularly irksome. The interminable training session from the other day resulted in some new reports being available, so I ran them today and found out that I can get everything fixed on one of them just by recalculating marks for all our semester 1 modules. Except that’s the thing they told us was already done automatically in the last system upgrade. Errr…apparently not. Helps pass the time though, right?
Morning all. Newspaper has been retrieved from the front yard and pills taken, just waiting for 9am when I can eat to break fast (one of the pills says take on an empty stomach/don’t eat until 30-60 minutes later). Nothing much except coaching soccer this afternoon with the boys, another pretty spring day, 63F heading for the mid-70’s.
Started to plan out a short trip down to Vicksburg, MS and then up to Tennessee in June-only 5 or 6 days, but will get me out of the house and back into travel mode, and might even make use of the Garmin GPS my brother got me for Xmas. Still in the early stages, though.
Boofae, hope you stay dry.
FCM, I have to drive to Tennessee to get a lottery ticket as Ali-bama doesn’t allow such sinful activities like that (although they did come close to having casinos approved this year…). So I seldom get one. On the other hand, Vicksburg has some riverfront Casinos…
OK, need to be about life now. Starting with a big glass of Carnation Breakfast Essentials (Milk Chocolate flavor, of course). All y’all take care.
I had to go to the orifice yesterday, so I left the house at a quarter past five. That manky old utility sink was in the front yard, so I took it across the street to where people have been putting ‘free stuff’ recently. I got home around 17:40, and it was gone. The Spousal Unit said she’d left the house around 10:30 and didn’t see it then (or at least didn’t notice it). I’m so relieved someone snagged it. I was afraid it would sit there for a week and I’d have to take a Sawzall to it.
The fixture was shot, but the sink itself still did its job. It was just scratched and dirty and stained. Did someone say, ‘Hey, I can clean this up!’? Or maybe they thought, ‘Well, it’s scratched and dirty and stained, but I can put it in the garage.’ Or perhaps: ‘A funky planter!’ Whatever the person was thinking, may they use it in good health.
flyboy - I want to put our deep sink on the corner, but FCD has a fit when I do that. Even tho I got rid of a broken lawn mower in under an hour by putting it out there… I think our old one will just be trashed.
BooFae - I’ve hear people say similar things about the jackpot not being worth a ticket - like winning $27 million would be an insult! You can insult me like that all day!!
I’ve got a load of laundry on the lines and another ready to go out. Some organizing has occurred in the basement, including gathering the toddler detritus in a single area. And I’ve started putting a skim coat at the bottom of the walls where I pulled up the cove molding. Just about done with my lunch break so I’ll be heading back down there. We’ll see how long my energy lasts.
Did the usual bouncing around. The was a sign by the drivers’ section “unleaded cars are no longer to be filled in the yard.”. I hope that means private cars they use for couriering missed packages and stuff. Because if we can’t fuel the package cars, y’all’s Hello Fresh order is gonna be hella late. I stopped at Aldi to pick up some things, and the chicken counter was blown out. I guess some fool somewhere is marinating a pack of chicken wings in their Kroger bag full of gasoline. I did a load of laundry,. Aaannnnd… one of the companion creatures just farted(either one can emit a dreadful stench ).
I didn’t know what to do with my vaccination card. Then I remembered I’d snagged a couple of ID pouches on lanyards from the orifice. I put my card in one of them. The Spousal Unit’s eyes will certainly roll out of her head when she sees it.
In searching for the lanyards, I re-discovered our old food processor. The safety interlock linkage in the handle is broken. It soldiered on a while by putting chopsticks down the handle, but it eventually broke some more. I put it across the street on the fire hydrant slab, where I’d put the sink yesterday. I put a note in it that says the motor works but the safety interlock is broken. I said the taker would gave to get a new bowl, or else bypass the safety interlock circuit and use with caution. Someone may take it just for the disc, chopping blades, and pillar.
Remember when we thought a million dollars was a lot of money? Yeah, if someone gives it to you as a lump, but as a retirement fund, maybe not so much. $50K for 20 years. Maybe not chicken feed, but if you need to replace a car or your HVAC or your roof, that’s a big bite out of that fund.
Forgot to mention - I’m done in the basement for the day. I pieced together some drywall for a fairly large patch and I’ve mudded everything that needed mudding. Tomorrow, I’ll sand, touch up whatever needs touching up, then start painting. But for the rest of today, chillage.
I just happened to have an empty plastic card sleeve I’d snagged from a ‘Magic the Gathering’ collecting former housemate in my wallet, which definitely got me some looks in the post-stabby waiting room. I’m not usually that organised…
£1 million would probably about finance my dreams, in all seriousness- I’ve lived on under £15,000 a year on average for the last decade, including running a car that whole time and having multiple overseas holidays. The lack of medical expenses is a pretty big factor in that being practical here too, I guess.
[quote]Remember when we thought a million dollars was a lot of money? Yeah, if someone gives it to you as a lump, but as a retirement fund, maybe not so much. $50K for 20 years. Maybe not chicken feed, but if you need to replace a car or your HVAC or your roof, that’s a big bite out of that fund.
But I could be comfortable with $20 mill or so… [/quote]
Added to our current retirement income, 50k a year would be sweet. We wouldn’t relocate to the south of France, but there would be good times
I didn’t mean to suggest that $50K was insignificant, but you definitely won’t be living a millionaire lifestyle on that much. It’s not going to get you a mansion and a private jet, but you can have some fun with such a budget.
I just ordered us the Silver Senior ticket package for the Southern Maryland Blue Crabs baseball season. We get 10 Tuesday night games for $38 each. That’s $3.80 each per game! Kinda hard to beat, and since we’re retired, we can stay out late on Tuesday and not have a problem on Wednesday! It’s not as good as the majors, but it’s fun, and a nice little stadium, fresh air, free parking, and whatever silliness happens at the games.
Moooooom, I actually like minor league baseball better than the MLB any more. They tend to be more fun with the silliness. (Go Sounds!)
What part of Tennessee will you be coming to next month metal mouse? If it’s the Nashville area, look me up.
SIL and I had a good ramble today. It was dull in Dull, TN, cheap in Cheap Hill, Cedar Hill had no moths and Springfield was sprung. I picked up a nice stock pot with a strainer / canning basket at a yard sale, so I may try my hand at canning the hot sauce that I make sometimes. It was nice just to get away on the back roads and find interesting things to gawk at see. We even found a good BBQ joint at a gas station (yeah, I know, gas station food, but they had a pit house out back and advertised schnitzel and spatzel on special on Tuesdays, so it had some cred).
Red, don’t know yet, still mostly just scratch marks on a pad of paper. Might stay a night in the Nashville area, may just drive through. I’ll keep you in mind. Sounds like you had a nice ramble.
FCM, I love Minor League baseball names. We’ve just opened the first season (last year got cancelled) of the Huntsville Trash Pandas (yes, that is the real name) and I’ll have to wander over a see a game or two (not a big baseball fan).
Nut, I can manage comfortably on about $40k a year, counting vacations and all. Actually make more than that, so my savings are in good shape too. But like others, I do wonder sometimes what I would do with, say, $70 million dollars or so…
Flyboy, don’t know if they are still doing it, but Staples made me a laminated card for free a couple weeks ago. Think Office Depot is doing it too, if either one is close to you.
Ok, soccer has been practiced and sammiches have been eaten, so off to bed early tonight to prepare for Saturday Soccer day (referee at 0830, coach at 1030 and 1330). All y’all take care.
Sitting around in the nice air with your sweetie, yelling “go, Crabs!” sounds like fun actually. I’d be a natural born Crabbie. Sure beats “go, Cornhuskers!”.
Metal Mouse, definitely let us know if you’re going to make it to the Nashville area. I’ve not seen any dopers since I’d moved from Charlotte, where I’d see Southern Yankee and KneadtoKnow regularly.
I think someone is getting better. I was just keeping up with Mrs Magill for the first two miles of our evening walk. She only really slowed down on the hills and at the end. Tonight, at dinner, while reminding Fang he really needs to start running again before ROTC, she mentioned that she had grown used to operating on about 50% oxygen for a year now, and that it would be a shame if a 47 year old woman were to run circles around him, once her numbers were normal.
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