This may be the last post this week unless I can find some spare time.
Yesterday’s plan after work was to pick up an allergy nose spray prescription on the way home from work, work out, prep for class, watch Lost, and find a few interesting links for my loyal readers. Things didn’t go to plan.
There was a wreck on I35, so I took an alternate route to the pharmacy. OK, just one small wrinkle in my plan.
Turns out my new health insurance doesn’t cover my nose spray. WIthout insurance it would cost about $115 for a 30 day supply. I plan on asking the doc for something else. I’m thankful for having healthcare in the this great land of ours, but sometimes stuff like this frustrates me.
As soon as I get home I really had to go number two. After sitting on the thrown for a moment or two I notice water is leaking from the bottom of the toilet. Yup, that’s a confidence builder.  I rush through my normal routine, turn the water to the commode off, remove all water, and unbolt the toilet from the floor so I can replace the wax ring that’s underneath it. That wet-dry vac I bought for twenty bucks a couple years ago finally came in handy.
I head to the nearest Lowe’s only to run into another traffic jam. Blerg.
I need more than a wax ring, but I failed to remember if I had a three or four in line. I buy two of everything so I can return the unused stuff.
On the way home WifeGeeding calls and wants to know why the toilet is not where it’s suppose to be. I playfully tell her stop being so nosy.
When I arrive home WifeGeeding and I eat some leftovers in a bit of a hurry so I can fix the toilet and get back to my plans for the evening, but it looks like I won’t be able to fit in a workout. Blerg.
As I’m working on the commode WifeGeeding tells me it would be a good idea if I go ahead and paint the small room where the toilet is located since we can now fit a ladder in there to reach the trouble spots. See, half the room was already painted, but we never finished it because of football season and we couldn’t fit a ladder in there. All that to say . . . I started to paint. Blerg.
After painting I spent wayyyyyy too much time trying to get the toilet bolted to the floor. The hardest part is trying to line up the bolts evenly as you put the toilet in place.
After I clean up I decided to read the mail. Turns out escrow didn’t cover all the tax, so we owe almost $500. It’s a good thing I have to work overtime this weekend. But I rather spend my weekend relaxing.
I finally get to watch Lost even though it’s been on for thirty minutes. God bless the DVR.
There’s no time to search for any interesting links, so you are just left with a bunch of random thoughts.
Speaking of Lost, I only have one thought right now. They must be back in time.
I now have to prep for class. Four hours of lecture and activities takes lots of prep work. I found early on that if you aren’t prepared, you don’t have confidence, and if you lose the confidence of your students you lose credibility. But here are a few more thoughts . . .
There was a tri-college Bible study I use to attend on Thursday night while I was in college. I would say about two to three thousand would usually attend. There’s one night I’ll always remember. I was sitting next to one of my old roommates (and the shortest roommate I ever had) when the speaker told us to turn to a certain passage. My roommate looked at me, smiled, and said, “Isn’t that just a beautiful sound.” The sanctuary was silent, except for the sound of several thousand Bibles with pages being turned.
That guy was my roommate during the time my father was dying, and I never thought I treated him respectfully enough during that time. Even though I was going through a tough time, I’m still upset at myself for not being a better friend.
Several years ago I met up with him on a golf outing and he actually hit a hole in one, the first and probably last I will ever see. Note: That’s him on the right, but not when he hit that hole in one.
There’s something else I’ll always remember about that guy, out of all the men I know, he’s most in touch with his feminine side. All my other friends would agree.
I wonder why NutriSystem only offers their food online. I would think they would make much more money by selling them in stores.
One of my oldest friends called me out of the blue while I was at work yesterday and told me he just visited my father’s grave. I can’t tell you how touching that was. I was so touched I really didn’t know how to respond.
In many churches today (mine included) the use of a powerpoint presentation of the Bible is used. And, for convenience, we also have pew Bibles. How sad! How does one jot down a thought, underline a verse, re-read a note taken from a previous message or search additional scriptures without having his/her own personal Bible in his/her lap?? I continue the practice taught to me by my mother years ago……”We’re going to church….where is your Bible??” A sweet, sweet sound………Bible pages being turned. And, a sweet, sweet sight……….watching your children turn the pages of their OWN Bibles.
•Your travails last night sounded like a Seinfeld episode
•Man, you must have a lot of energy when you get home; I got worn out just reading about it: a trip to the pharmacy; drain the toilet: unbolt it from the floor; a trip to Lowe’s; paint the bathroom; re-seal and re-bolt the toilet to the floor; do a lesson plan for four hours of school…whew!
•Considering your extreme energy level, you might consider this. I recently watched a documentary called “Running the Saharaâ€. Three runners ran the length of the Sahara Desert: 4,500 miles in just under four months. It was the equivalent of running 170 marathons without taking a day off. The runners were all in good shape at the start but they still lost between 25 – 40 lbs each. They had to gorge on candy and peanut butter to keep their weight and energy levels sufficient to complete the run__just a thought.
•I love Bag of Randomness but I also like the other posts and links
•Keep it up!!
Whether it’s one post or ten, I think I speak for many in saying that as long as you post a bag of randomness, we will be able to make it through another day.
In many churches today (mine included) the use of a powerpoint presentation of the Bible is used. And, for convenience, we also have pew Bibles. How sad! How does one jot down a thought, underline a verse, re-read a note taken from a previous message or search additional scriptures without having his/her own personal Bible in his/her lap?? I continue the practice taught to me by my mother years ago……”We’re going to church….where is your Bible??” A sweet, sweet sound………Bible pages being turned. And, a sweet, sweet sight……….watching your children turn the pages of their OWN Bibles.
bag of randomness > rest of BON posts
… no need to apologize
•Your travails last night sounded like a Seinfeld episode
•Man, you must have a lot of energy when you get home; I got worn out just reading about it: a trip to the pharmacy; drain the toilet: unbolt it from the floor; a trip to Lowe’s; paint the bathroom; re-seal and re-bolt the toilet to the floor; do a lesson plan for four hours of school…whew!
•Considering your extreme energy level, you might consider this. I recently watched a documentary called “Running the Saharaâ€. Three runners ran the length of the Sahara Desert: 4,500 miles in just under four months. It was the equivalent of running 170 marathons without taking a day off. The runners were all in good shape at the start but they still lost between 25 – 40 lbs each. They had to gorge on candy and peanut butter to keep their weight and energy levels sufficient to complete the run__just a thought.
•I love Bag of Randomness but I also like the other posts and links
•Keep it up!!
Commode is a disgusting word to me for some reason; two others are damp and moist.
Whether it’s one post or ten, I think I speak for many in saying that as long as you post a bag of randomness, we will be able to make it through another day.
Keep dominating broken toilets.
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