since its 1:26 here and Im awake sos im starting the weeks MMP because well I can :eek::D:p
Ever have an opportunity that you could of taken and didn’t and you’ve spent your life kicking yourself for it ?
See in the early 90s I worked for one of the few Legit resellers of video games in southern CA she sold out of her house and a swap meet (she was a wiz at things like circuit boards and had experience putting together systems for Lockheed )…
Back then there wasn’t an internet or ebay and the game stores hadn’t even thought of trading used games So we were the only business for almost 100 miles I worked for her for almost 5 years until moms health started to go and I had to be home full time
But she was a senior citizen and in a wheelchair with rheumatoid arthritis and was looking for someone to sell out to well a few years later I came into enough money to buy her out but for stupid reasons and laziness I didn’t
But there’s a guy doing the same thing with 4 stores and selling on ebay
and a website and every time I see him I think that might of been me ……
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 43 Amurrkin out and clear (well, dark) with a predicted high of 67 and mostly N.O.S. for the day. Today is spiff da cave day. Sup shall be chikin wings from the Pubic Sto’ with some kind of vegetative matter TBD. I shall order the wings and OYKW will pick 'em up on his way home from irk. Thus, I have no real need to leave da cave today. YAY!
Shades thanks for startin’ us off. As to regrets, well, not really. I had an opportunity to take a job in Etlanner in the late eighties but turned it down and ended up where I am now. The job in Etlanner would have been better career wise but had I taken it I wouldn’t have met OYKW. He is the best thing that’s ever happened to me, so I don’t regret it at all. Plus, livin’ here is a lot cheaper.
Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. Then, onward into the day! Rah.
I can’t think of anything I wish I’d done but hadn’t. On the other hand, there are things I’ve done that I wish I didn’t, mostly involving real estate.
When I was a young, dumb sailor, stationed in San Diego, I bought a lot in a not-yet-built development in Ramona, CA. At the time I was thinking I’d settle in California, and it’d be a nice place to have a house.
Then I left the area and realized I wouldn’t want to live there after all. I tried to sell it, but no luck and I decided I needed the $150/mo (somewhere around that) more, so I turned the property back over to the developer in lieu of foreclosure. Dumb dumb, dumb!!! Had I held it a few more years, I could have made a few bucks.
Similarly with the first house I bought, just south of Baltimore. I thought for sure I’d retire there. Then I was sent to FL, met FCD, and the rest is history. We did sell the place, but due to a lousy realtor, we ended up having to hold a second mortgage. We eventually sold that, too, taking a bit of a loss, but getting at least a small chunk of our money.
Not gonna be a problem ever again, tho. We’re in this house till we get hauled off to Sunny Pines or whatever home our daughter shoves us into…
The sun is shining, the wind is blowing, and the wind chill is 21 degrees.
I love N.O.S. days, except now I can see how dirty the windows are.
I haven’t got a clue what I am doing today. If I don’t hear something from somebody regarding the plumbing by 10, I’m calling the health department. Well. I’ll make it 11, since that is when I get off work. I talked to a lawyer on Firday, and that was his advice, as well as to call the building code people. If no results then take it a step further.
Kicked myself: no. I’m one of those disgusting people who just move on with no regrets. Or “regerts” if you happen to need a Snickers bar. Probably my best chance at heading a totally different direction in life would have been when the OW and I got our first house and I bought a reference library - right around 10 tons at one shot. Some of the stuff went back to the 1600s and the newest was around 1920. It would have been a great chance to get into becoming a serious book-seller but we wholesaled most of it dirt cheap and I just “played” with maybe 5% of the total. This was say 1980 and the time was ripe for mail-order (which I already knew) and could have gotten me in on the ground floor of the internet. I could (probably not) have been Jeff Bezos before he was.
Wow — I’m up the page today compared to most Moandays.
Regrets? In elementary school there was this one girl. She had a something weird on her lips or mouth. Other girls would tease her. I felt bad for her but didn’t try to be her friend. She moved to California in 8th grade.
Ten years later I was walking in the hospital visiting my father as he was dying.
I heard my name called and looked around. There was the drop dead gorgeous woman so I looked past her to see who was calling me.
Of course, it winds up that this is the swan that had been the ugly duckling.
I really can’t think of any regrets job-wise; whenever I came to a decision-point I reviewed it pretty throughly and then never looked back.
In my personal life; on yeah, there are times I really wished I’d done things differently, but it’s too late now to change them, so I live with what I am.
OK, enough introspection for a Moanday morning. 40F this morning and N.O.S. outside. Managed to do nothing yesterday and need to gas up car today. March shopping is on the list for the week, and we’ll see what else develops.
Scrolling down, when I saw your name, I knew this line would be in your post.
New boots?
It’s windy up here today, like 50mph+ windy. I feel sorry for my neighbor at the bend in the road as it’s both trash & recycle day & they currently have about ¼ of the street’s trash in their driveway/yard, & it’s still early. Luckily, I had a box to go out, so the recycles are all in that (taped shut) box so at least I don’t have to play hide & seek with the recycle bin tonight. Almost didn’t need to as the house dinwanna let me leave. Finally found the right GFI outlet that had been tripped that prevented the garage door from opening. Took a few mins & two trips upstairs to find it, though (it’s normally a different one that trips). Driving in, I wonder how long it’s going to take to clean up all of the blown trash in multiple different neighborhoods?
Regerts? A couple of big ones, but don’t we all in life.
The problem with regrets is, you don’t know if you have taken a different path if the results would have been any better. Every decision you’ve made has brought you to where you are now, and there is no way of knowing where you’d be if you had chosen differently.
Story time again.
Don’t you just love it?
Many years ago, when I was living in the city, I had one thing go wrong after another. My hot water heater broke, my washing machine broke, and then my car broke down. I didn’t have the money to fix all of them. I fixed the hot water heater, took my clothes to my parent’s house, and borrowed my mother’s car.
I was kind of bummed about it, who wouldn’t be. Anyway, one day I loaded up the laundry, drove up to my parent’s house, and started my washing.
My father looked bad that day, complaining about chest pain, and sweating, and tired. He wouldn’t call an ambulance, but I finally convinced him to let me drive him to the hospital. I got him there just in time, actually he ‘died’ several times and was revived.
If it hadn’t been for the broken hot water heater, I would have had the money to fix the washer and wouldn’t have been there to take him to the hospital.
I think that sometimes bad things can put us in a place to prevent worse things, or put us in the way for something better.
Then again, maybe I tell myself that so I can feel better about some of the dumb shit I’ve done in my life.
And this makes no sense, because I’m mixing two separate situations, but whatever.
I’m tired, I’m stressed, and I have no idea what good could possibly come from sewage backing up into my basement.
Meanwhile, my streak of getting Roxy to go to sleep came to an end. I changed her, then rocked her while I bottled her, and she fell asleep in my arms. I rocked her a little bit longer, just to be sure she was out, then put her in bed, where she immediately stood up. So I went to clean her diapers (she’s in cloth now) and daughter got her to go to sleep. I’ve got a few quiet minutes - I think I’ll start a new afghan.
I think we finally are getting some plumbing done.
I called the health dept, then I called the probate court, got the lawyer’s name, who said he did give permission. Then I called the management company who said they called roto-rooter, only she didn’t call the office, she called the technician, so that explains why roto-rooter had no idea what was going on.
So now I have left a message with the tech, the neighbor’s door is still unlocked, so maybe, just maybe, we can get this done today. I hope.
Great story, Sari… and good that plumbing might get fixed today! Hooray!
It’s freaking freezing here. Over the weekend, we had freezing rain and slush, then the temperatures dropped A LOT. Everything froze. The ruts in the slush on the road? Frozen. And it’s not going to warm up for a while. There was a 131-car pileup about 45 minutes from where I live; everything was just ice and white-out conditions. We stayed home yesterday.
So the management company called the tech back, I called the tech back.
Don’t hear anything so I call roto-rooter. The management company should have called roto-tooter, not the tech, but you think a tech could return a call and say something?
Now roto-rooter wants to know who is paying the bill, I said I am, unless of course the pipe breaks, then we split it
anyway I’m about ready to say fuck it, and pour a gallon of drain cleaner down the drain and if it eats through the pipe, not MY problem.
Or how much would it cost to put in my own damn sewer line.
Sari, I have a shoulder you can use to cry on all you want. Don’t blame you for being frustrated, looks like you’re getting the royal runaround. Keep punching.
And awesome story of ‘what might have been’.
Juliet, as I recall, you live in Northern Wisconsin; complaining about bad weather is not convincing…
FCM, hope you haven’t lost your touch with the grandkid. Or maybe that’s part of the growing process.
Made my usual JJ’s run for Monday and filled up car (took 22.4 gallons for a 26 gallon tank, so got my money’s worth). Trugreen treated the lawn today, so we’ll see if that helps when the green starts coming back.
spidey, this is for groceries. Restock the frozen foods and non-perishables, buy as much perishables as I can use, and then make a replenishment run about mid-month.
It’s a duplex, two houses stuck together. Kind of like row houses except there are only two houses, not a row of them.
Only sometimes with a duplex you can see that it is two houses together, mine looks like one big house with two front doors. There is no definition between the roofs, and we don’t have a railing that separates the porch.
However, it is two houses, and I own my house. The estate of the sister of the woman who lives next door owns that house. My neighbor rents, but her sister’s will stipulates that she can live there as long as she wants.
Unfortunately, we share a sewer line, as do all the other duplexes on the street, and probably other streets too.
The one man I talked to in the city said he has been trying for years to get the city to put in separate lines for each house, but it is thousands of houses and will cost lots of money.
You think a duplex is bad, try a quadraplex, which is 4 houses together, forming a square. Or, I don’t know what they are called, but a row of town houses where the first floor of two of them makes one home, and the other two are two story homes, each sitting on one half of the first floor home. Then the back yard is divided into thirds.
Those are usually condos though, so the HMO pays for a lot of the maintenance.
Anyway, thank you MetalMouse, I was reaching the end of my rope.
Finally roto-rooter called and they are coming out tomorrow morning.
Now I have to make sure the neighbor leaves her door unlocked so I can let them in.
It was unlocked this morning, but I will make sure she knows they are coming.
