You ever feel as though no matter how hard you work, things just don’t seem to break your way? Odds are you are trying to be a human, in need of things, and stuff. I have no answers for you. Sorry. I’ve certainly been there. The fix was costly and time consuming. Not for everyone. Not available to many. Life is tough, no getting away from that at this point.
Don’t you wish I had some convoluted answers to sell you though? I don’t know how people do it. Grifting, that is. Eventually people catch on, and then it’s all lawsuits, insults and stress. Maybe if you can take in enough people and make them feel so silly about doing the thing that they’d never willingly out themselves for having fallen for it, you can get a rather lucrative exploitation going. That’s a whole lot of dark karma for extra zeros in front of the decimal place in your bank account. Takes all kinds, I suppose.
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Just now’s I sit here having a good chuckle, I am waiting on a pumpkin delivery to my kids school. I have around 150 pumpkins to give the Fall Fair. Gotta drive over, and make the hand off shortly.
Good news. Hand off of 150 or so pumpkins went smoothly. I have since cleaned my Van’s interior, and stopped off to pay the mechanic for my wife’s vehicle, and had a hot breakfast. Just put the last of the groceries away. I’m all set to start some laundry. Monday Funday every body!
Always. Build. The. Jig. No matter how laborious it may feel to do so. No matter how good you think your free hand skills are. Build the gods be damned jig. Did the box joints without one and realized I’d done them not only too shallow, but with a rounded bottom, instead of squared off like they should have been. Idiot.
So today I built the jig. And finished this portion of the box joints properly. Except you can now see just how wonky the first pass was without the appropriately build & oriented jig. What a fool. To save fifteen minutes of pre-planning and building I’ve gone ahead and added several hours of hole filling with wedges to hide my crimes on the outermost frame. Rustic look is one thing, Frankenstein’s monster another.
Let us hope that a dark stain, and a dim room will save this project from being cut up into a different project entirely. I will say this. I think the six slats will make this a very sturdy single bed. I could always make two additional feet to prop the centre of the longest span from sagging over time. Might feel even more rigid with that addition. Glad I thought of it.
As I said before in previous posts, slowly making progress! I really won’t want to be out there too far into December. So I need to work quickly to get this bed sorted out. Then transport it to the cottage, and up into one of the bedrooms. Still a fair amount left to do before that can happen.
We needed to grab about 150, but I lost count after 45 or so, as the kids were too fast for me. But we got the van loaded to the hills, and I think as far as a donation goes, we’re on the money!
Still have to save enough room for the kids who picked them. Gotta be able to reach their seats, belts and not be a Twisted up pretzel in the process. No harm done! Return each child in the same or better condition.
Not exactly a lazy Sunday on my behalf. Funny how other people’s plans tend to become my problem once feet have to hit pavement. Everybody loves to plan, but it falls to me to execute it, without fail. Whether I had a stake in the outcome or not!
Atleast I slept in until 8:30am or so, and actually felt rested when I woke up. Might have been due to the 5 mg of Spinach branded chewy gummies I ingested after I pit my kids to bed. Not out of the question.
The oldest is finally 54″ tall, so today we tackled all three super coasters at Wonderland in the cool drizzle. YukonStriker: check! Behemoth: check! And the big kahuna Leviathan: check! Plus a bunch of our old favourites aswell. We did three times as many rides in half the time, and then a whole bunch more after that. Way more fun when you can just walk on as opposed to a 45-60 minute plus wait for one roller coaster.
Then we stopped off for flu shots, and my youngest has lost her god damn mind. So that’s been our Saturday. Very eventful. Loads of heart racing fun.
For the life of me I can not recall a reason as to why I kept this writing streak going, other than compulsion, and daily habit. Even so, I’m awfully close to going a whole year without writing any short stories. I have written copious amounts of nonsense, and silliness though. Funny to think I felt my numbers of views were down in the year to year review, so I tried to write every day for a few weeks before I hit New Years Eve and was going to stop. Then the next calendar year had the best showing ever, and then dropped off again. Not as low as in years I posted almost nothing, but I failed to gain enough traction to warrant making the writing streak a compulsion. So what do I do now?
Did a few other things as of late too. I finished my sixteenth book this year, by John Scalzi, called “Starter Villain”. It was a fun little jaunt in a mixed up James Bondesque world of mischief and mayhem. Finished it in just a day or two. Very pleasant read. I’m back to the Adrian Tchaikovsky novel I tried to start several weeks ago. Hopefully now I’ll have the available concentration to read five or six hundred pages of science fiction. I’m still halfway through “American Prometheus “, so I should either finish that or hang up that particular book mark, and call it a day. It’s good, and thorough to say the least. A bit like reading a textbook. Something I haven’t needed to do in close to twenty years. I feel as though I should read it at a desk with a highlighter in hand. Gives off those kinds of vibes. Still a good read. Just more dense than I care for right this minute.
I got into the shop this week to work on my pine framed bed. I have some work to do on the box joints, as I didn’t go deep enough, and I need to square off the bottom of each joint, as I left them rounded over. But on the bright side I did some bandsaw work, some hand saw work, and got the project just a little closer to finished. I’ll take it!
We have a PA Day today, so the kids are up early, of course, not that we have to shake them and roll them around their beds to wake them up on a regular school day. Where they cry and moan about wanting to sleep in, but on the days they can do so, they are up earlier than usual without a problem. I can’t tell you what a surprise it will be once either, or both start to sleep in on weekends, summer days, and holidays. I imagine they’ll be up late making a racket around the house so not much of a win there anyway.
The other day I went out and picked all of the remaining apples off of our two fruit trees to send to my friends horses. I had a fair amount of quality sized apples this year. The red ones all fell off earlier, and the wasps terrorized those for weeks. Once the temp dropped enough to drive them away I came to claim what was left. A half a grain bags worth. No where near what was on both trees, but I don’t fancy getting swarmed and stung for apples. I thought we were going to get a bunch last year with all the blooms the trees had, but then no fruit was produced. This year however, whoo boy! If I had a bee suit and a cider press I could have picked all 2-300 apples between the two trees and made some cider or fresh apple juice!
Apple picking on the side yard.
Funnily enough I recently saw that an old acquaintance of mine was coming to the end of a contract position, and i saw a job posting that i thought could be right up their alley, and they complained to me about it. So don’t be alarmed should i not do things of that nature for other people. This year has really reiterated how bad of an idea it is to do anything nice for other people. Yet i keep on doing it. Going to learn my lesson at some point. Or become a jaded prick about it. Either way – we all win!
It is currently raining. It started to rain several hours ahead of schedule so I am happy we decided not to go back to Canada’s Wonderland for another Halloween Haunt adventure. Was supposed to start between eleven and midnight, but was softly pattering on the ground by eight o’clock. We’d have been there for little more than an hour and it would totally kill the vibe. Mist is one thing, but a full on rain would end the night. Precious few available days left this season. I think we might be finished, but perhaps we can get one last visit under our belts this year. I’d very much like to ride Yukon Striker one more time. It’s such a smooth ride. I like the articulated carriages. Plus I feel as though they weren’t concerned about the footprint so they were able to make softer transitions between tricks/gimmicks, and your neck and back are all the better for it. Five stars, do reccomend! Try it at night in the dark.
Off to a quick start this morning. Not a good week for meetings. Two ghosted, and one canceled. Hard to beat oh for three in the same week, and it is only Thursday morning. Had to miss school drop off today, and that’s proven to have been a mistake – again. Ghosted. Aggravating to say the least. An email notification of pushing the time, or canceling would have been much preferred. Oh well. The times they are a changing.
Nothing much on the radar today beyond this rescheduled meeting, moved over from Tuesday afternoon. But it looks to be a bust. 40 minutes late to starting. Not a good sign. I’ll go have breakfast shortly if I hit 8:50am and nobody shows.
How has your week been? We have a PA Day tomorrow, so a long weekend for us York Region folks. I think the kids have a crafting session planned elsewhere for part of the day. Should be fun. Have a good one.
It has the potential to clear a room immediately. Tooth paste and bowel movement. Fresh as the day is long. Long lasting. Catches in your sinuses and hangs in the back of your throat. Like going ninth man in on a port o potty on a July day, with a handful of breathmints in your mouth.
Which means that at some point in mid November we will get to see whether or not our kids smiled in a reasonable fashion for their class photos. Gotta love the gamble. Will it be sweet, sinister, laughable, cringe worthy? Who knows? I certainly don’t. And it will be a long while yet before we find out one way or the other. That’s part of the fun! I should start a betting app based on the best/worst case scenario for children’s pictures, open only to parents of school aged children, in your friend group. Like a football pool, but you’re all betting on good/bad/hilarious photos being taken. Spend hours on your kids hair for them to wear a toque and not check before sitting down? Make a wager! Did your child eat bright orange soup messily before the snap? Did they blink, sneeze, half shut an eye, or become startled or blinded by the flash? Come in and lay your money down. It’s a hoot for the whole family. Best get coding!
I often have many gripes about having IBS, and Crohn’s Disease, but by far the worst is the 10 sec warning I have before catastrophe strikes. So I had to pay & run for the toilets here in the store I’m in. Pinch & sprint. Nervous flop sweat beading upon my brow. Made it with nary a heartbeat to spare. Good lord I detest this particular need of mine. It was either dart for the stalls in here, or make a mess inside my car, as there was no way I’d get all the way across town to my home in time. At best I’d sully my front porch, at worst I’d befoul my drivers seat, shorts, and joggers, socks, shoes and potentially even my t-shirt, sweater and jacket. There’s just no compromising with the forces of nature. When nature calls, it bellows, and my insides quake. Bah!
So how is your Monday starting? I did manage to run a few errands first. That is a check in the plus column atleast. Ha.
Take care out there. It can always get worse. Ciao Bella!
Tried another go at Canada’s Wonderland and their Halloween Haunt spectacle last night, and dear god, so damn busy. Clue number one was the queue to got off highway 400 at Rutherford. Second was the traffic across Rutherford itself. Third was the forty minutes it took us to crawl up and along Jane Street to Springfield to get to the parking lot. Parking was a chaotic mess, but we found a spot about a six walk from the gates, so not awful. But I have never been to Wonderland and seen it this busy before. This blows all other “busy” days out of the water. Due to traffic we were only at the park for three hours, and thus managed to get on only three rides. Nearly an hours wait for each one. Tough luck kiddo. Plus it drizzled and sort of snowed just a touch. Thought that might clear a few folks out, but nope. Busy, busy, busy.
I drove all over York Region yesterday. Stouffville, Markham, Newmarket, back to Markham, across Markham, back to Stouffville, then out to Vaughn and back again. I’m positively pooped. Slept like shit last night too. Fun times.
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