zeeprogrammer
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No one was harmed except my wallet...
The day begins with finding out my fridge needs $400 of repairs.
After work T and I head for the pool. Good therapy for my knee. And I admit, even after 34+ plus years of marriage...I like seeing her in a bathing suit (or less).
She: What was that noise?
Me: Sounded like it came from the neighbors.
She: You sure it isn't the branches on that tree back there?
Me: Yeah. But I do hope we can move before it has to come down.
She: There it is again. I think the branches are falling.
Me: Sounds like the neighbor dropping some sacks or laying in firewood.
She: Hm...maybe. I worry about those dead branches.
A few minutes later...she's getting out of the pool...
More noise...a bit louder...
She: CARL!!! RUN!! RUN!!!
I'm thinking "Run? I'm in a pool."
I turn around and half of a fifty+ foot ash tree is coming down towards me.
The top lands about 7-8 feet from me.
So I was wrong.
She: Weren't you scared? I'm still shaking.
Me: No...(perhaps stupidly). Whatever was going to happen was going to happen.
She: It's on my garden (around the pool).
Me: I'll take care of it.
I get out the electric chain saw, hack it up, and remove it from the garden.
The hero.
She: That's covered with poison ivy.
Me: Crap.
I've never had poison ivy. I've handled it and never been bothered. But you never know when you'll become allergic to something.
A soapy shower.
Now I sit here...wondering...
Is that the usual old man scratch habit?
Is that an itch?
Should I scratch?
So far I'm good.
This all happened within 30 minutes of her telling me what she got for a bonus today. Add the kids...and no bonus. Sigh.
We can only tell each other..."Like we said back home...it could be worse."
Crap.
:big:
The day begins with finding out my fridge needs $400 of repairs.
After work T and I head for the pool. Good therapy for my knee. And I admit, even after 34+ plus years of marriage...I like seeing her in a bathing suit (or less).
She: What was that noise?
Me: Sounded like it came from the neighbors.
She: You sure it isn't the branches on that tree back there?
Me: Yeah. But I do hope we can move before it has to come down.
She: There it is again. I think the branches are falling.
Me: Sounds like the neighbor dropping some sacks or laying in firewood.
She: Hm...maybe. I worry about those dead branches.
A few minutes later...she's getting out of the pool...
More noise...a bit louder...
She: CARL!!! RUN!! RUN!!!
I'm thinking "Run? I'm in a pool."
I turn around and half of a fifty+ foot ash tree is coming down towards me.
The top lands about 7-8 feet from me.
So I was wrong.
She: Weren't you scared? I'm still shaking.
Me: No...(perhaps stupidly). Whatever was going to happen was going to happen.
She: It's on my garden (around the pool).
Me: I'll take care of it.
I get out the electric chain saw, hack it up, and remove it from the garden.
The hero.
She: That's covered with poison ivy.
Me: Crap.
I've never had poison ivy. I've handled it and never been bothered. But you never know when you'll become allergic to something.
A soapy shower.
Now I sit here...wondering...
Is that the usual old man scratch habit?
Is that an itch?
Should I scratch?
So far I'm good.
This all happened within 30 minutes of her telling me what she got for a bonus today. Add the kids...and no bonus. Sigh.
We can only tell each other..."Like we said back home...it could be worse."
Crap.
:big: