February 28, 2004
That's what I am right now, a blimp full of gas! My free day is nearly over. I had a few bowls of cheerios then for lunch we went to Smokey Bones BBQ. After the pulled pork and baked beans, I feel like I'm going to burst. Not only that, but the gas I'm producing could curl your hair! Even my husband is grossed out. I can't help it. Now I know why there is only one free day a week, I feel awful! I actually don't feel like eating for the rest of the day. Not even snacking. Strange, very strange.
We went to Menard's today and got a few new light fixtures for the kitchen. It SHOULD have been an easy swap out with the old fixture, but the support brackets weren't the same, and there was no place for the grounding screw to go in the new one. We tried drilling a hole, but after a few minutes and a few choice words, we realized we were screwed without a threader. Apparently its a specialized tool that will make threads in something so the screw will actually go in. So, we lost daylight as we were cursing out the manufacturer, and I now have two lovely wires and caps sticking out of my ceiling over my kitchen table and the husband has poker night. I considered going to the store, getting what I need and finishing the job, but it's a job that requires at least 3 hands, not to mention the fact that my legs get all shaky if I go higher than the second step on a ladder. I just don't trust those things. We used to have a wood one that we called the widowmaker because it was constantly swaying. Been wary of them ever since.
We went to Menard's today and got a few new light fixtures for the kitchen. It SHOULD have been an easy swap out with the old fixture, but the support brackets weren't the same, and there was no place for the grounding screw to go in the new one. We tried drilling a hole, but after a few minutes and a few choice words, we realized we were screwed without a threader. Apparently its a specialized tool that will make threads in something so the screw will actually go in. So, we lost daylight as we were cursing out the manufacturer, and I now have two lovely wires and caps sticking out of my ceiling over my kitchen table and the husband has poker night. I considered going to the store, getting what I need and finishing the job, but it's a job that requires at least 3 hands, not to mention the fact that my legs get all shaky if I go higher than the second step on a ladder. I just don't trust those things. We used to have a wood one that we called the widowmaker because it was constantly swaying. Been wary of them ever since.