...except...really nothing news worthy has been going on here.
Well, other than the fact that cases are surging in our state - way too go, North Carolinians! What's the plan - to make us the state with most numbers? You are on your way, it seems.
And, maybe the fact that our oven has up and died last week. I made an appointment with the home warranty folks - so YAY we were going to have a STRANGER in our house for the first time in...well who knows how long?
The Husband crossed his fingers that they would be unable to revive it so that he can upgrade to what his heart desires the most...a gas stove. In fact, I wouldn't have put it past him to try and sabotage the oven...or try to bribe the repairman into saying it is beyond repair.
Yesterday was the day. We were given a window between 8:30 am and 1:00 pm. *sigh*
Needless to say, they missed the window and showed up about 2:00 pm - luckily, I had anticipated this and had nothing on my schedule.
But much to The Husband's chagrin - they will be able to fix it...although it will probably be another week until the requisite part comes in - of course. Which means another visit from a stranger.
Although, I guess you could say he really isn't a stranger since they sent the same guy for the dishwasher and the dryer (I think - it could have been the washing machine...or maybe the dishwasher again. Who knows? Whatever...). At any rate this guy has been in our house at least four times.
The Husband was absolutely gobsmacked that I recognized this guy as the previous repair person because I am absolutely horrible with recognizing people out in the world. Case in point, the neighbor across the street knocked on our door about three months ago...I had absolutely NO idea who she was and why she was handing me food.
This is because she belongs in her yard. Or in her car. Not on my front porch. This phenomenon only happens with people I don't know that well. I would recognize my friend from two doors down at the grocery store (maybe).
I've been known to ignore people that I actually work with (not on a daily basis) in the grocery store because they weren't where they belong.
And that's why I recognized this guy - despite his mask...every time I've encountered him he has been INSIDE my house. I would not have recognized him at all if I ran into him at the gas station.
Just don't ask me what his name is - I know he's told me...I just can't remember it, par for the course.
You've got to get a 'like' button so that you know when people read your blog! I'm no good on a computer, so finding how to write you was a teeny challenge - but I'm here so, maybe not so bad. Anyway, the people who have come into our apartment have all worn masks - and a nurse for my husband insisted that we both wear them as well - in our own home - to protect her. Fortunately she was only there for about 5 minutes. Anyway, I grew up with gas stoves and had them throughout our 50 years together. Until we moved into a rental. Electric. And now again. Electric. I HATE electric. I'm a fairly good cook but I can't tell you how many times I've just barely saved something on the stove from boiling over or burning, even though I turned the knob to off. I'm with you husband on that! Stay safe!
ReplyDeleteBarbara - First, I sincerely appreciate you taking the time and effort to comment. Figuring out the Like button is on my list of to-dos, I promise. The behind the scenes tell me how many people read each post. As for your other issue regarding the email address, I'm not quite sure what you mean. If you can send me a screen shot (I'll tell you how to do this on a PC - you won't believe how easy it is) to my email (gigirambles@gmail.com) of what you are seeing, I'll see if I can figure it out. To take the screenshot, get what you want to copy up on the screen (making sure there is nothing too personal is visible on the screen), usually at the top right hand side of your keyboard (sometimes its somewhere else but it's there) look for the key that says PRT SC (or something similar); click that button, NOTHING WILL HAPPEN, open your email and prepare the email, in the body of the email either hold the CTRL and the V at the same time OR right click your mouse and select Paste. This will insert the screenshot into the body of the email.
DeleteThanks for reading!
OK - I've got a question. I receive your blog at my e-mail address, but I'm being notified that follow up comments will go to a different e-mail address. How is that possible and how do I correct it?? See? I told you I was no good with computers!
ReplyDeleteHahaha, I totally get that. I saw a lady at the library the other day who I KNEW but it took me a short conversation with her before I realized where I knew her from (spin classes, from Before Times). I had my piano tuned and I was worried about someone in my house - but it turned out to be fine. He wore a mask, kept distance, and sanitized the piano after he was done.
ReplyDeleteYes, it was fine. We both wore masks and he stayed in the kitchen touching only what he needed to touch. After he left I disinfected anything he could have possibly touched.
DeleteSorry to hear about all your appliances giving up the ghost at the same time. I too know people from their positions in my daily life. If someone goes another direction, I'm the same as you. Who ARE you? :-)
ReplyDeleteThat's why I insisted on the home warranty - I knew they would all start dying around the same time. With the warranty, we only pay $75 for the house call. If they determine the appliance is dead, they will replace it. I'm glad to see I'm not alone in the "You don't belong here so I don't know you!" phenomenon.
DeleteWe have to get a new dishwasher soon and I feel like the other appliances hear that. It's like the death in three's phenomenon...
ReplyDeleteI feel like this year has been a decade long, don't you?? :)
At this point, I feel like this year will never end!
DeleteWe have a new supervisor at work. He's been inn the office maybe 3 weeks. No clue what his name is. And I absolutely walk right on by everyone I work with outside of work because they aren't where they are supposed to be. I drove home behind a coworker for 10 miles before I realized it was her. So I hear ya.
ReplyDeleteMY aunt (that I barely see, family drama from 5 years ago) is COVID positive, as is my coworker's boyfriend & kids, and a coworker in an adjacent office (as in our employees go back and forth, but it's a different building). And our state is still under 1% in positivity rates. I think it's inevitable, really. As the weather gets cooler, windows get closed, people get careless. Local schools have started to move toward fully remote, I suspect they all will be by Thanksgiving. It's just the way it is right now.
I always enjoy the blog entries that start with 'nothing to report here' :-)
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