Not Going to Lie, I was Rooting for the San Fransico 49ers.

I almost had it my way too, but the closing seconds beat me down with a tying field goal. Losing by a touch down with 3 sec left of the over time quarter was a tough way to finish the season. So close, and yet so far. Bah!

I was there to see all of the commercials and dance along to the Half Time show. When the time came though, I ignored all but a scant few seconds of the Half Time show. I wasn’t feeling the vibe. Didn’t feel like my jam. Glad others enjoyed it though.

Back to Monday. Laundry is done, but not yet put away. I’ll tackle that at some point either today or tomorrow. A bit of loud music and an hour to kill will see all that stuff taken care of. At least it’s all clean! I drove over to pick up my prescription this morning after the school drop off run. Left thirteen dollars lighter as there was a new fee for dispensing my medication. Thanks Weston Family.

Still waiting to book our other vehicle in for a replacement radiator. The Stop Leak fluid didn’t manage to hold the coolant inside the radiator system for long. I’m going to hold off on any birthday purchases until after the van is looked at. I don’t have unlimited funds to spend, and the second vehicle being useful is more important than my buying a new tool cart with storage drawers. I probably should just use the wood scraps, wheels, drawer slides I have lying around and build it myself. I’m just feeling lazy about building all those moving parts. Bah!

I should find the time to go grocery shopping some time soon as well. Domestic Duties wait for no one! Floors, counters, dishes, laundry, groceries, all of these continue to require looking at no matter how many times you complete them. Ugh. Must be what it feels like to work at the post office. Never ending stream of sameness. Bor-ring!

Sleeping without resting.

Back in it, with the whole sleeping without feeling rested scenario. I think I know the particular reason for it now though. I need an MRI this week to better assess the presence of my possible bowel constrictions/obstructions. The detail of the scan will dictate if I need surgery to have them removed sometime in the near/not so near future. I know that it is better to know the state of things, but I’m also concerned we may discover more than what is expected. Irrational feelings, I get it. Just had a few extended family members diagnosed with/die from cancer recently, and it’s in the back of my mind. No real point in worrying about it until you hear one way or the other. Nothing good can come from borrowing anxiety before you get any inclination of what the news will be. But, that’s why my last three nights of sleep have been less than restful. Whee!

Today is Superbowl Sunday so the afternoon and evening will be dominated by Foozeball coverage, and heart warming stories of how the players got where they are. I like the commercials myself, but not being State side means we don’t get all of the good ones first hand. I’ll see the best on YouTube tomorrow or next week. We might see the Kick of Destiny, which we missed last year. Or the Puppy Bowl if we can find who is going to broadcast it. Chilli cheese dogs, nachos, pizza and wings are par for the course. Though, truth be told, with four kids in our midst we’ll end up watching Bluey and following the game on our phones, or a separate tv. I look forward to that not being the case. I’d actually like to watch the football game, live on tv, at some point soon.

I think we missed our chance to see the Tampa Bucks play at home in November. That would have been a wild experience for the four of us. I saw the Miami Dolphins play at the Sky Dome decades ago as a child, and really enjoyed it. Those US football stadiums are absolutely monstrous in size. The scale of it can be hard to visualize if you don’t see it in person. With fries, hot dogs, burgers and ice cream I think the kids could have had a fun time too. I wouldn’t mind seeing a Lightning game there either, tickets are $60 each, which is incredible compared to Leafs tickets here at home. All four of us could see Tampa for the price of one terrible seat at the ACC. Or whatever the arena is called now.

Sunday Funday. Homework to be completed, and preparations for the week to be made. Laundry, groceries, and tidying up the house. The weather is supposed to go back down to proper winter levels. Not as cold as minus fifteen, but back below zero at least. We are in this weird limbo where I know (or feel as though we should) get more snow before April rolls around, but as it’s so nice out I’d  like to start yard work, but that shouldn’t really happen until late April. So I have to sit on it and wait. It’ll be the strangest winter I’ve ever had if we get no more snow between now and May 1st. Even the El Niño years had snow fall and sub zero temperatures eventually. I recall cutting grass in December that year in a t-shirt and long pants. But I digress.

Book #3 is moving along. Not too mathematical. Still enjoying it a fair bit. I have at least four more books that I plan to read. Plus I have two new books which I ordered to arrive over the next few months. A new series from James S A Corey, and the third installment of the Don Winslow City trilogy. I look forward to each book. Whether that remains the case as I get into them is a different story. Happy Football Day to you all. Ciao Bella.

Hear-ye, hear-ye… Let us all stand and take note!

We have limited TP supplies so everybody is limited to just one wipe with one square of single ply until the supply chain sorts itself out. This IS in fact an effort to curtail you all choosing to drop a deuce during work hours. Shame and intimidation tactics are now in play. Also, you will all have to wear white for everything, and a visual inspection will occur thrice daily until things change for the better, or enough of you get laid off that the CEO gets the bonus she’s been angling for since Q3 of last year. Luxury yachts don’t buy themselves people. If the problem persists then the cafeteria will stop serving anything but bran muffins and black coffee. Should that fail to materialize the results we want, then we will institute the 3:00pm hot sauce gauntlet. Which will consist of a series of tablespoons of several hot sauces for every employee to consume, likely 3 to 5 of them, of increasing scovilles until we meet our desired outcomes. Failing this the C-Suites will begin hunting staff using high vis paint balls, and any employee caught with paint on their whites will be forcefully removed from the premises. Meetings will continue as scheduled without interruption. Those fired whom have institutional knowledge not written down will still be responsible for imparting such information on their own time with zero compensation.

Thx – The Management.

And that’s what it currently feels like to be a small cog in Corporate America right now. Ciao Bella!

Not just a clean-up today.

My intention was to find a suitable final spot for the two bar stool/chairs I have in the garage. But instead I solved that issue in 30 sec and then decided to fix the overhang on the racks which prevent my ladder from shifting a foot to the left. And then I decided to build a smaller tray to house my slightly larger tap & die set from Canadian Tire, and that freed up room to move my hot stapler, and now my lower drawers have room to rummage around in without having to move things first. Also – wood working! Yeah. Table saw, chop saw, Japanese pull saw, brad nailer, glue, chisels, I mean I had the whole band back together ever so briefly. The tray is nothing to write home about, I’m a few months out of practice, but hell I did something constructive! That counts as a win. I still believe you get good by doing lots of something rather than trying to be exacting right off the bat. Make shoddy things until you learn how to do it better incrementally. Fun fact, I was able to build the tray with stuff I had on hand, no new purchases required. Even better! Did I mention the urn I built is now going in to use by a different uncle? The vacation home is all set for it’s new occupant. Hope he gets put somewhere with a view!

I’ve managed to exercise five days in a row. Is it a habit yet? No, not really. But I know I can find 10 mi utes on a yoga mat to get moving around, so that is hopeful. Best to be active while you can!

Also the Stop Leak fluid we put in the van radiator worked for a few days of very light use, but ruptured yesterday evening. Not great. Gotta find a good fix for that sometime soon.

I had an automated call from the hospital last night about my abdominal MRI. It’s late next week. So maybe I’ll get some news in March or April about those supposed bowel constrictions my gastroenterologist was telling me about. He thought there were two, and only a few centimeters long each. So not major. He said a once in forty years surgery would clear those up if need be. Which I think is good news. Best get my sit ups in now before they poke through my abdominal wall to start cutting and pasting!

It’s sunny right now, and near 8°C. Not too bad for working in a light jacket and toque. No gloves required! I do need to get my daughters single bed frame sorted so she can get up off the floor at the cottage. Needs a few hours of work, and some assembly. It’s pine so not really all that heavy, luckily. Mostly need a light sanding, the feet all cut to match, and to be assembled. No biggy.

Tidy up in the shop.

This strange warm weather pattern has one good side, I can comfortably putter around in my shop inbetween paid jobs, or while I wait on the review process for larger projects. Last week I broke down the old change table, RIP little friend. Haven’t needed it for four years now, and could not find anyone willing to take it off my hands, even for free. Yesterday I moved some things around to get all of the wood for my projects tucked into one corner. Freed up more floor space in the working area of my garage shop. I have some bar chairs i took for free in the fall to figure out next. I like the idea of having extra seating in the garage for when my kids join me, but i kinda hate the space being taken up by those two bar stools. I want to put them up on the racking, but I’ll have to fetch them each time someone else wants to sit down. It’s rare, so probably not the hindrance i feel it is.

I’m still kinda set on getting another rolling tool box for my chisels and such. I want my tools off the wall. Not a fan of the tippy toes needed to reach for things I want to use. I think a 36″ wide unit would be perfect. Somewhere in the five to seven drawer niche. I’m holding off on buying new, to see if I can land anything close on Facebook Marketplace for half the price. Plus it helps me to know if it’s something I need, or if it’s a flight of fancy, and an item I just ‘want‘. If that makes any sense. Though I will say, as far as my wants go, I tend to be right on the money with needing those items within the next 2 – 3 years after purchase. So not a waste per se, but a silly one off purchase that comes in really handed the rare time I desperately need it. I don’t know if that justifies those purchases or not, but it means I’m usually on the right track, sort of. Ha.

I do have a bunch of broken home electronics which I need to take to the dump. I have been breaking them down to steal their screws, bolts, cord segments, and copper wire off the motors. Then I’m discarding the plastic cases and some wiring only. Not great, I’ll admit, but I’m not tech savvy enough to rewire our broken things. I burned out the motor on a blender, the give away was the melted wire smell. Our old Hepa filter died but never smelled. I couldn’t see any blown resisters on the mother board, or burned wires, or excess wear & tear on the unit. It just died on me. An old radio went, a portable fan died too. Lots to be broken down, and parts retrieved for my jars of random bits.

I could fill another cardboard box with burnable scraps if I felt like it. I have a box in the basement that needs to go north to the cottage full of fire starting materials. Namely old magazines that are way out of date tech wise. No need to learn Adobe CS3 from 2007 anymore. Plus there are some clothes for the kids to go up north and get left there. Ideally we’d have clothes left there for everyone so that we don’t HAVE to pack clothes in order to be comfortable on the lake. I’d love to be able to grab a back pack and a tooth brush to leave instead of packing & unpacking all of our belongings every time we head north. First world problems, I know, I know.

As much as I can clean the shop/house I can’t make them any bigger. The size shall forever remain the same. So I hope by reducing whatever is excessive on the inside I can atleast make it feel bigger. Or provide fewer obstacles to have to work around. Make do with what I’ve got.

Dentists, Orthodontists, and death.

These last few days has made for a hell of a month. More visits to various dentists, orthodontists, and Periodontists in the last two weeks than in the previous four years. Insanity. Add in doctors and a death and you’ve got yourself a full calendar. Still waiting to hear about funeral details, though the oak Urn I made last year for a different uncle is now in play as a permanent vacation home for my wife’s uncle. Red oak, white oak, royal blue felt. A touch of plywood for stability. Polished up to 600 grit. Waxed and weather striped to limit dust seepage. Also has non marring rubber feet. If no one else claimed it, I would have been proud to use it myself (hopefully not for many healthy decades to come, think four or five more good decades at that!).

Now today I need to take the youngest on for cleaning, x-rays, and a review of her mouth. Should be about an hour. Pray for no cavities, nor extreme dental machinations ahead. I had all kinds of dental issues as a kid, and I hated every waking hour of it. Fun times.

I’m on day four of exercising a little each day. Not much, just ten mi utes of body weight stuff. Done on a yoga pad in the living room behind the couch. No results, but trying to build it into a habit as part of my day. Should limit DOMS episodes too. Make me more likely to keep going.

Take care out there. Ciao Bella.

House keeping… house keeping!

Few items to strike off the list. Choosing potential day camp adventures for late August for both kids. Fetching water softener salt for the first time in a couple months. Finally after many call backs, and a few packages of parts we got it up and running.

Finding out details for uncle Fred’s funeral. He passed away on Friday February 2nd, at 6:45pm after a short but difficult battle with: Lung, Liver, Pancreatic, Throat & Tongue cancer. He had no spouse, and leaves behind no children. Any such details as I come to know will be shared here.

Swapping out the last of our car seats for a booster seat. End of an era! Both kids are getting so big. I remember bathing them in the sink, holding them in one arm like a football, heads nestled firmly in the palm of my hand, wash cloth at the ready. Then the tiny minnie the pooh tub with mesh body glove to keep their heads above the water line. It was challenging, but sometimes I miss it. Not for long, but I do get wistful every now & again.

I can’t believe that we need to sort out and plan for the summer in February, but here we are. Late August will see my wife return to work after her year off. A few items got in the way of how she’d hoped it would go, but I do hope she found some degree of rest, or something worthwhile that she got out of the experience. It’s like a chance to test drive retirement. And my come away is, she needs a hobby. Something to focus on, and derive satisfaction from. Give you purpose. Otherwise she’s going to hate being retired in her mid fifties.

What a month this weekend has been.

Ups, downs and everywhere in between. I’m tired of February already, and we haven’t even made it to Valentine’s Day yet. I had to work really early this morning to make up for the hour I’ll lose at the Orthodontists office today. A consultation to review my eldest daughters x-rays. Sounds like no fun whatsoever. On Wednesday I need to take my other child to the dentist, and we’ll hear all about that I’m sure. This month had a PA Day, as well as a holiday Monday to look forward to. Also not much snow, and bitter icy winds. We’re all over the show right now. Ugh.

Insert witty banter here.

Sunday is here already. I feel as though I didn’t see much of Saturday. Could be the three hour long movie I chose to watch, or the six hours I spent working. I saw the sunshine though, so that’s got to count for something these days. I need to sort the kids laundry and put that away. Proof my work again, and send that off for review. Finish watching The Return of the King. Make myself some breakfast. Actually get out of bed (mm, so comfy). I could play my guitar, or crank up the tunes for a loud, long, sing along session at a decibel of my own choosing. So many options. I could continue to watch The Bear (so good), of which I am like the last person to actually watch it. Or I can scroll through YouTube watching tool restorations, engine fixes, wood working project builds, or endless shorts about anything, and nothing in particular. Not doom scrolling, but watching other people make stuff can almost, kinda, sorta scratch an itch about making things myself.

I got into the garage shop to tear down the old change table. I reclaimed the actual wood portions, and have use of the flat boards, and other bits. I feel like I want to pull all of my chisels down off the walls to put them in drawers. I want to reorganize some more. I just can’t seem to figure out where I want everything. Also we have lots of household junk in there I want to throw away, but can’t. I’ll have to take the bulk of it to the dump. Old blow moulded tool cases, very old car seats, old strollers, tote boxes of inflatable water park parts. We stole the blower unit to run our other indoor inflatable park set at the cottage. It was so big it needed a second 600CFM blower to keep it upright with children on it. More doors, an old dining room table, old light box for tube lights, and an old bed frame from my college days of using a futon. If I had a giant bin I could fill it pretty easily. Especially if it would take old paints too. This house gifted us ten to twenty mostly empty paint cans, full of old oil paint. The kind you have to pay to dispose of. Very nicely done. Hidden under the basement stairs for us to find.

I’ve been looking for an inexpensive tool cabinet to put my chisels in for a while now. I don’t honestly know if that change would be an improvement or not. Not having to reach over other items to grab them would be handy. Protection from dust would be a plus. But is that enough to warrant $200.00 on storage? I still have things to figure out in there. Like as I get older, do I want to make it a more versatile space? Do I want to try my hand at welding small things like legs for desks, and tables. Do I want to keep it as 80% wood shop? To resaw wood do I want the 1.75Hp bandsaw, or to do it via chainsaw, or with a hand saw, and several hours of labour per cut, per board. I maintain my mower in there, so I need to be able to manoeuvre & lift machinery that feels heavier every year that I touch it. The deck on my mower has a sizable hole, I’d love to patch that with a welded on bit of sheet metal. Do I upgrade the lathe, and drill presses, or let metal machining go as a fantasy dream that i have. Flights of fancy. To have either in here I’d need a shop crane to be able to move items like that around. But you have to be able to store said shop crane too. And eat the cost of buying one. All to move two specific items once or twice over the lifespan of having the machines. Wouldn’t exhaust fans, and climate control inside the shop be a better investment? Wouldn’t a flat roller friendly floor be money better spent? Wouldn’t insulated walls, and boards on the walls make it feel like a real shop? You know, or you can spend $1,500.00 on a bench top mill, and $2,500.00 on a Southbend lathe.

For now it’s just a time consuming day dream. Hunting for bits on-line while never really taking the leap towards buying any of it. I’ve been looking at/for a snowblower the same way for four years. I have a moment of pause when an item costs upwards of a thousand dollars. That’s always been a real tough threshold for me, money wise. I can’t spend that kinda money without thinking about it really hard. In the back of my mind I always think “You know these good times don’t last forever, you need to have some sort of buffer that can last you months incase all the work dries up, and you still have these bills to pay, food to buy, and responsibilities to keep”. Plus I don’t want to incur any debts. I’ve been there, under the mountain, clawing to get out from under it. That’s a horrible way to live. So once I got out from under it, I’ve stayed away from debt owing. I have monthly subscriptions for my business, but I don’t let debts languish on my credit card. If I did then I’d have to go work for someone else full time, and go back to commuting every week, and see my family far less than I am currently able. If I live modestly and within my means, then I can avoid all that. Seems very worthwhile to me to stay out of debt, and have a less constrained life because of it.

Good gracious, I’m a bloviating blatherer of platitudes today. I must be hungry. It’s ten thirty, and I still have things to do today! Thanks for reading along. Ciao Bella.

A Lord of the Rings rewatch.

Started off last evening with The Fellowship of the Ring, and now watching The Two Towers. And tomorrow after I finish putting all of the kids laundry away I will watch The Return of the King. I do enjoy watching these three films every few years. I take long enough inbetween viewings to forget all the finer points, so that I can enjoy it in full when I do sit down to watch all nine hours of the three movies. I don’t have it in me to watch them all in a row in one day. That’s too much for me. But one a day over three days (technically), now that’s a doable feat for me. I have just enough attention span for that.

I spent four or five hours last night working, and another six today, getting my edits done for the report I have on the books. A little more fine tuning tomorrow and I’ll be all caught up. I did spend a little while today taking apart the door knobs of the main floor bathroom, and my eldest daughters bedroom . Had to adjust the spring/reset tension on the door latches. They stick in, and the knobs spin when they shouldn’t. The set screws aren’t keeping the knobs immobilized to work the mechanisms. I cleaned them off a bit, and took some pressure off so I hope to have fixed the issue. Though weak set screws is beyond me. I don’t have the skills, know-how, nor machinery to make deeper, and stronger biting set screws. I’d love a machine lathe, and a milling machine, but both are out of reach to me at this precise moment in time. I could tear down my wood lathe and swap it for a Southbend metal lathe, because I can do wood turning on a metal lathe. A tad unconventional, but workable. I can not however turn metal on my wood lathe. I also need to readjust my work space to accommodate a mill/drill to replace my bench top drill press. Space and power needs limit me considerably. But I digress. I was talking about rewatching movies.

After I completed a read through of the entire Harry Potter series, speaking it aloud to my daughter at bed time, I had hoped to eventually follow it up with The Lord of the Rings. But we read four of the five Percy Jackson & the Olympians books and then my daughter was able to read by herself and she found her own books to get caught up in. Although, truth be told, the elvish names gave me pause when thinking about reading all three books out loud. In my head I shortened them for ease of reading, and that doesn’t work aswell when reciting long written works. I hope that ship hasn’t sailed, but we could potentially watch the movies together atleast.

Costumes, mugs of “ale”, bread and meats to snack on. Make a real meal of it. Could be a fun way to share it with my oldest.

In other news we shall have one funeral to attend in the next week or two. Things progressed slightly quicker towards the end there, than we were expecting. Sad. But expected. Still caught me off guard when I heard. Hug your loved ones, nothing is guaranteed. Ciao Bella.