Monday, November 15, 2010
About a week ago, when I did my laundry, I waited a very long time for the dryer to finish my first load. I normally run it with the humidity sensor on the low heat setting, and I get a lot less lint than the BW does. Finally, I realized that it had been going for about two hours, the clothes were hot and dry, and it had not advanced. I put the second load in on timed dry and set the stove timer for the same time as the timed dry. When the timer went off, I went out and found the dryer running at the end of the cool down period and the clothes cool and dry.
As a result of my experience I told the BW that the dryer was broken and we needed a new one. We bought this house seven years ago on the second or third of February next year, and it came with a new dishwasher, OK stove, and old washer, dryer, and refrigerator. Within the first year the refrigerator failed, and it was going to cost a fortune to get it fixed, so we had a new refrigerator. Then, the second year the dryer quit working, and we had it repaired. Then the washer quit, and we bought a new washing machine. Then, last year the stove quit and a repair would cost half as much as a new stove, so we got a new stove. Then the dryer quit again, and the repair man said he got luck to find the bad component, and recommended that, if it fails, we not repair it again.
I told her about the dead humidity functions and that she had to use the timed drying if we didnít want to get a new dryer. She said fine.
Then, a couple of days later I realized that the dryer had been running for at least three hours on the humidity sensing setting, on high heat (her favorite). I reminded her again that it doesnít work that way.
The night before last I woke up at 4:00 for a potty break, and heard something running through the wall to the garage, where the laundry stuff happens. As near as I could figure out, it had been running for 5 Ĺ hours, so yesterday morning I told her again we were going to buy a new dryer. She put me off, and put a sign on the dryer to use the timed dry only.
Today I went out into the garage, and the dryer was running, and the clothes were cool, so I opened the door to stop the action. Then she told me that the automatic shut-off doesnít work Ė that the timer went down into the air-only mode. When I checked it out, I found out that the timer stops the drum if you turn it until you hear a relay click. You hear one click when it moves from heat to cool-down and another click when the drum stops. However, if I start it with a few minutes of cool-down left, the timer stops rotating before the second click, so the drum runs indefinitely. Now I told her that she has to set the dryer to run and the stove timer for the same number of minutes. Iím pretty sure that isnít going to work very well, but she still doesnít want to buy a new dryer. We have the money (just about) and the only way I know to fix the problem is to spend it on a dryer.
Tomorrow, after the Salvation Army leaves with the love seat and ottoman, Iím going to try to get her to shop.
Sunday, November 14, 2010
I couldnít take it, so I put the footstool together last night. Getting the cover on the lid was a trip Ė the whole reason for a new one is to store ďstuffĒ inside it. Iím not sure what stuff that will be, because the lid is fairly heavy and just lifts off.
Today I cut up all the cardboard (corrugated board for those of you in the industry) that packed the couch, couch cover, and footstool. I used a box cutter and changed the blade to finish the job. The squares were small enough to fit inside the 95 gallon garbage can that the trash company provides, and it filled the thing a little more than half way, with all of the slabs lying even, just stacked on top of each other. I would have taken it down to Dunedin for recycling, but Iím sure I would have burned more gas than the material would save. If Pinellas county gets a single collection service with recycling it will make me feel a lot getter Ė we mostly recycle just paper because there is a collections station just 1.4 miles away.
I walked the dogs down to the post office and collected a notice that the Kiwanis need to apply for a new solicitation license from Florida by January 13th or the fines start, so I spent about four hours transferring the information from our Profit and Loss statement to their format, and making that everything balanced correctly. I printed out two copies of the Administrative sheet and another two copies of the Service sheet. I was able to do the whole job with one copy of each last year, but I forgot to cross out a couple of things in both areas and had to do the job twice to get everything once and nothing twice. Hurrying always slows me up.
Now itís supper time and I donít know what we are going to have. Maybe the BW will want to go out. Wish me luck.
Saturday, November 13, 2010
Danny wants to know if Yakima is a real place - he thought it was something made up. Yes Danny, there is a Yakima. There is a Yakima Valley, Yakima River, Yakima city (zip 98901) Yakima Nation, and Yakima Reservation. They deal in lumber and I don't know what else, but there are a lot of Yakima living in Washington State, and it's probably a bad place to joke about the name. I don't know, but I assume there are still Huron and Erie living somewhere, which would be closer to you. As I understood it, Ohio was used mostly as a battleground, where different tribes would get together to fight. I know there is a big reservation in Wisconsin, but I'm not really up on where all the native people are. We have the Seminoles over in Tampa, and their main claim to fame is a giant casino. They don't have much territory, but what they have pays big.
I walked the dogs a couple of miles this morning, and they were perfectly happy. The thermometer read 46 this morning at 7:00, and it was only up into the 70's by 1:30. I'm not sure it will get to 80 by 4:00 - I'll have to check. I think I might be living in a microclimate that's cooler that the Tampa Airport.
The Salvation Army is supposed to pick up the love seat and ottoman Tuesday morning, so we'll be crowded until then. I'm not sure but I think the right way would be to get rid of the excess furniture before you get more the next time we do anything like this. We're short of walking around room in the living area right now.
Actually, the parade where I saw the Chihuahuas was in Union Gap, which is a suburb of Yakima. It's where the river flows through a cut in the ridges that surround the valley. The "ridges" are more than 2,000 feet high, and the valley is where the rivers (three run through it) have flattened the hills into a river bottom. The difference from the east is that if you try to shove a shovel in the soil, you hit rock about an inch below the surface. The soil is dust that blew down from the ridges and filled the cracks between the rocks. That's why they grow hops and trees in the Yakima valley - I don't think you can plow it. When I wanted to replace a fence post for Annie, I learned the hard way - you dig a hole with a post hole digger and a crow bar. First you loosen the stones, they you pull them out, and you hope you don't hit any as big as your head. Then, when you put the dirt back, there is a big pile of leftover stones. It's a great desert valley, furnished with snowmelt from Mt. Rainier and other Cascades through three rivers.
Friday, November 12, 2010
I walked myself and the dogs this morning, then hung around until the couch and footstool were delivered. Then the BW was cleaning out the cupboards to make room for all the stuff she bought at Ikea yesterday, and I got roped into climbing a step stool and cleaning the cabinet over the refrigerator and the top of the refrigerator itself. That expanded, and eventually I was cleaning shelves in the garage.
I decided it was time to collect all of the hazardous waste and just drive down to the county disposal site, which is near the incinerator. We took jars of dead batteries, compact florescent light bulbs, a nice cannon camera that was dropped on a concrete floor and never worked right again (I could buy a better new one for less that it would cost to fix it), an old multimeter, etc. Besides a couple of big jars I had a heavy trash bag full of stuff. On the way back the BW decided it would be nice to eat lunch at Bob Evans in memoriam of Frank, my next younger brother. We found a shady spot for the car and left the windows open for the dogs, and had a nice late lunch. She even asked for real maple syrup and got something Ė Frank always brought his own.
Then I spent two hours getting the couch kit out of the box, putting it together, and putting the covers on the frame and all the pillows. One thing about Ikea furniture, any grade school kid can figure out how to put it together. I had moved the love seat and footstool, vacuumed, and rearranged the furniture so there was a big open spot in the living room, so there was plenty of space to work. Since the BW canít lift anything I did the parts that require two people by myself, but she provided emotional support.
Unfortunately, she decided that the kid next door might want the love seat and footstool, so we now have a great big couch sitting in the middle of the living room, and furniture all around it. Iím leaving the new footstool in the box until the old stuff goes away, because itís too crowded already.
Ralphie is fine at the moment Ė Harry was another 14 pound dog that we had for 14 years, and he would get cold in the winter too. We keep the temperature at 68 degrees inside in the winter, and having fur wasnít enough. He liked having a sweater on, and didnít give us any argument when we brought one out, but he was a very mellow dog anyhow. Ralphie hates the sweater, but he comes to me to fix it when he gets cold.
I have seen Chihuahuas shaking they were shivering so hard in Yakima, when the sun was shining and the temperature was about 90. I think they were in the shade where we were watching a fourth of July parade. The problem with little dogs is the surface to volume ratio gets too high, and they donít have enough fur to compensate. (Thatís just my guess.) Our Shepherds were big and had a woolly undercoat that let them survive almost anywhere, but they also shed a few bushels of fur in the spring. One German Shepherd fills a travel trailer too. Harry would disappear, even in our first trailer.
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Well, our trip to Ikea took six hours - about 45 minutes over and another 45 back, and four and a half hours shopping. Even though the BW knew exactly what she wanted, a dark blue couch kit, a different cover (a pineapple pattern) was on sale, and it had been the one she wanted originally. There was a lot of looking at cloth couches and considering, then a bunch of looking at leather couches again, both dark and light. Then we considered the white leather couch and chairs that the youngest daughter is still sitting on, 14 years after we sold the house. Then we went back to the two cloth couches, and the white cloth one.
Fortunately, the couch kit has a lot of different covers which you can take off and wash, and if you change your mind about the color you can either spend $150 and buy a different colored cover, or spend $50 and buy a white one. Then you can dye it any color you want if you change your mind.
In the end we bought a dark blue couch cover, and couch kit, a footstool with a removable top kit, and a dark blue cover for it. The cloth is just a little darker than brand new jeans are - the color new denims were back in the 1940's.
We also looked at a lot of pillows, but the BW decided that she likes the ones she has better, bo we didn't get any of them. We did, however, pick up a new wok, wine glasses, napkins, etc. There were enough odd fabrics and household items to fill a cart all the way. We brought everything home in the car except the couch and footstool kits. I think I could have put the footstool kit in the back seat, but it's $89 to deliver anything, so we're getting 156 pounds of stuff in two boxes tomorrow morning. I didn't have time to mess with anything tonight anyhow.
Then, to round out the day, we stopped at the Walmart Superstore in Oldsmar on our way home and picked up some doggie treats, produce, and groceries.
After that I weighed in at the TOPS meeting tonight, just one pound below my top limit. With the Danishes, donuts, and cookies from Coral Oaks, where I taught the driving class, I was worried that I would be above the maximum. The BW complained that she gained four pounds, but I had gained six pounds in the last two days. It's time to get back in the groove again.
Ralpnie was shivering again tonight, so I wrapped him up in a blanket and held him until he was toasty again. I just turned him loose. He comes to see me when he gets too cold. We went to the dog store and bought him a knitted sweater this week, but he still gets squirrely if we put it on him. Maybe he'll get used to it later this winter.
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