Wednesday night – bridge too far

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You just know you married the right girl when in addition to making you breakfast, brewing your tea and nicely shooing you out of the house on time, that she also puts a friendly reminder in your car about the bridge closure .. Ha.. thinks I.. i know the bridge is closed.. but i appreciated her thoughtfulness.

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Fade forward to 6PM

I’m driving home.. .. I even smiled again and Diane’s kindness in reminding me about the need to alter my commute …I come out of autopilot where ? At the wrong end of the closed bridge of course.. D-OH !. I can’t believe I forgot..even with Diane’s sweet reminder..

so Ispin the car around and make the 7 mile loop through town with it’s strangled bridge..

and come back down the other side of the river..

 

Back to where I began , +/- 100 meters..

The weird thing is,  I actually felt refreshed with the change.. rather than frustrated with the extra drive..
Isn’t it funny when life makes us break our patterns ?

nite all, nite sam

-me

 

 

Tuesday night – blockade !

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We’re surrounded.. ! for some reason the powers that be have decided to blockade our little hamlet by tearing up all the roads between us and the high school The bridge by our house will be closed for at least two days while they fix the railroad track.. that means all the traffic out of our road will have to divert through nearby Richmond.. where it will join all the commuters trying to get over the Bridge Street bridge.. which is down to 1 lane for 6-8 weeks for painting.. once across that hapless drivers will have to battle their way up browns trace road that has been in the process of being repaved since school began.. Right now the road is unpaved , down to one lane and generally full of equipment whcih folks have to snake around as they try to get to all three of the areas schools.. It’s a mess ! The funny thing is..none of this work is related to the floods we’ve have.. they .. (whover they are).. actually planned this..

I guess at this point we should all sit back and enjoy the extra time in the car with our kids. All the work has to get done by the time the snow flies.. which is getting very close..

For now.. please send reinforcements and supplies.. it’s goign to be a lonnnnnnng commute.

nite all, nite sam
-me

Monday night – couch potato

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Came home today to find a new couch sitting where our old ones used to be.. I knew this was coming.. but I was not prepared for my reaction… ok. I lied.. I was thinking about my reaction since I knew the new couch was coming..

You know that i tend to get attached to things.. I walked around and had a good talk with the old couches..

 

I remember how the boys and I used to jump on them.. they used to put the two of them together and make forts to sleep in. How many naps had I taken on them.. How many friends had spent the night on them ? How many parties had we had with them stuffed with friends ?

They were so warn out.. their original yellow covering had long since become hideous .wo we covered them in red. . the springs were sprung, their frames were splintered.. theur legs broken..
in short they were wonderful..

I spent a few minutes poking around in my blog to find pictures which featured the couches.. tehre were too many to count. Here are a few I grabbed.













Do you have a memory of our old couches ? If so.. pease share them here or on FB.

I guess the best thing to do is look forward to making new memories on the new couches..

welcome new couches… we’re glad/sad you’re here

nite all, nite sam
-me

Sunday evening – painting naked

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Catchy title.. no ? .. Well.. that’s actually what I’ve been doing most of the afternoon. As you may know, Diane and I are repainting the interior of the bell tower.. the tiny room on the top of the house that I sometimes use as an office. It’s a small room, but a real bear to paint. Lots of corners.. years of chipping paint..(the room has been at one time green  grey, white, blue, and yellow.). and some tough places to reach. The peak is about 18 feet up..at the peak and about 11 feet at it’s lowest.. lots of weird reaches.. over holes in the floor.. One with a 45 drop.

Given the amoun tof cut-in and the uneven surface, i opted to use a sprayer for the first coat of primer.. That can be messy.. so I traded my weekend clothes for a pair of Brother Billy’s old srubcs and an inside out sweatshirt.. The trouble came when I was up on the platform 10 feet off the floor.. with a sprayer in one hand.. .. Now.. I’m not all that skinny.. but.. let’s just say I’m posteriiorly challenged.. . Those scrubs just would not stay up.. I tied them as tightly as I could.. but every time i did.. they would slide down and finally fall to the floor.. Pulling them up meant turning off the sprayer.. putting it down.. cleaning the paint of my hands and pulling up my pants.. after about the 5th time I said ‘forget it’ … or something to that effect 🙂   I thought about it for a sec.. no one would see me forom the road..unless they happened to look up into the tower.. a good 55 feet above street level. there was also little chance of getting surprised by someone from inside the house. You can usually hear folks tromping up the stairs .. So.. I did the rest of the job half naked.. … .. It was quite comfortable really.. ,..

I got the ceiling done.. so I climbed down from the platform and started on the walls.. well.. wouldn’t you know.. the windows are at chest level.. no fear of offending folks on the street … if there were any (see Jonesville Vermont.. population 600)   so I did that part au naturel as well..

I have to say that the change of costum made the job esier and quite a bit cooler..Isn’t it nice when things work out like that ?

nite all, nite sam

-me