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Life's minor disappointments
They promised us a warm fall which so far hasn't delivered. Yes, it was 22C today but that freezing last week of September chilled the house sufficiently that one day of over 70F isn't enough to warm it back up. Temps will plunge again tomorrow night. I've bought shrinkwrap for my leaky front bedroom windows but have been holding off in case October or November decided to do the sunny jacketless thing requiring window fans at night. I suppose if I put it on, that will happen.
I've also bought a bottle of Goof-off, that indispensible cleaning liquid, and bought it from the States via Amazon because they don't have it up here any more and my own bottle is down to the last few drops. Opened it today to tackle the grunge on the stove top, and it no longer smells like Goof-off. The smell was the reason I wanted that particular brand. At least this new stuff isn't quite as bad as the Goo-gone we have up here. Coworker used it to get sticky crud off the walls when the fire department said we had to remove the drawings we had up there, because only some laughable percentage can be covered in flammable material ie paper. Instant headache and all the windows open and the tinies taken out to the yard for the duration. Yucch. (And while the fire marshal says one thing, the city inspectors said we had to post collages of the daily routine and samples of the kids' artwork and large motivational posters-- no, not that kind: kids of varying ethnicities, kids with disabilities, etc. At a university daycare, you can get all the diversity you need just by looking at the other kids.) (Lord but I'm glad I'm done with that.)
Finally opened up my nordic walking poles and tried to adjust them to my height. Tried being the operative word. It's the same as my cane: little clicky button on the inside shaft goes in, outer shaft with holes for the button slides down, little clicky button pops out at the desired length. Yes, well. First I couldn't find the button. Must push inner shaft all the way in before it pops. Then two hands are required to get button back in, which makes pulling outer shaft back down (or inner shaft back up) just a bit difficult. Finally used pliers. Poles work very well when I'm walking inside in my slippers. Put on shoes, try them outside, and argh crampity cramp cramp cramp.
Furnace guy, due before three, arrives at 5:30. Clunking furnace fan will not clunk when he's there. He opens furnace up, checks everything, puts it back together, opines that new furnace fan is too strong for my old ducts. Anyway, even if it clunks again, I can rest assured that nothing is going to break immediately.
I've also bought a bottle of Goof-off, that indispensible cleaning liquid, and bought it from the States via Amazon because they don't have it up here any more and my own bottle is down to the last few drops. Opened it today to tackle the grunge on the stove top, and it no longer smells like Goof-off. The smell was the reason I wanted that particular brand. At least this new stuff isn't quite as bad as the Goo-gone we have up here. Coworker used it to get sticky crud off the walls when the fire department said we had to remove the drawings we had up there, because only some laughable percentage can be covered in flammable material ie paper. Instant headache and all the windows open and the tinies taken out to the yard for the duration. Yucch. (And while the fire marshal says one thing, the city inspectors said we had to post collages of the daily routine and samples of the kids' artwork and large motivational posters-- no, not that kind: kids of varying ethnicities, kids with disabilities, etc. At a university daycare, you can get all the diversity you need just by looking at the other kids.) (Lord but I'm glad I'm done with that.)
Finally opened up my nordic walking poles and tried to adjust them to my height. Tried being the operative word. It's the same as my cane: little clicky button on the inside shaft goes in, outer shaft with holes for the button slides down, little clicky button pops out at the desired length. Yes, well. First I couldn't find the button. Must push inner shaft all the way in before it pops. Then two hands are required to get button back in, which makes pulling outer shaft back down (or inner shaft back up) just a bit difficult. Finally used pliers. Poles work very well when I'm walking inside in my slippers. Put on shoes, try them outside, and argh crampity cramp cramp cramp.
Furnace guy, due before three, arrives at 5:30. Clunking furnace fan will not clunk when he's there. He opens furnace up, checks everything, puts it back together, opines that new furnace fan is too strong for my old ducts. Anyway, even if it clunks again, I can rest assured that nothing is going to break immediately.