Alright, three things:
1. My mom made me breakfast this morning.
2. My first class is cancelled today.
3. I won Lord Stanley's Cup yesterday on NHL 11
Yep, my life is pretty darn good.
I have finally accomplished what I needed to. I called the heating guys, who will be invading again on Friday. I called the Auto shop, which will also be taking my car on Friday. I dropped my computer off to Steve at Integrated Technologies, and I called the Cable Box company about the annoying chirping noise the box has been making (I don't think I've mentioned this). One way or the other, I feel pretty accomplished.
Among all of these repair men, I've come to be very grateful for having good repair people. My High School hockey coach works at the Auto Shop that we use, and they've been particularly good to us. When my old Cadillac started smelling horrible, I took it in and they told me that the catalytic converter was what was toast, but that my tranny, which was worth more than my car, was about to go out, so there was no use in my paying them $500 to fix my car that would die shortly. When I asked what I owed them for looking at it, they didn't charge me a thing.
My Heating Guys are PPM, which is a smaller fixing company that seems to stand by the ideas of "good business." They guy that came (Paul), told me all about the furnace, how it worked, and how they could check what was wrong. He even brought in another guy with better tools to try and find the problem with our furnace, and said that if the fix didn't work they reimburse me for the parts and labor.
Then comes my computer guy Steve. He always tells me what will normally happen. The new issue says something is wrong with a piece of software or hardware, and he told me on the phone to try unplugging my usb mouse and keyboard before bringing it in. And even now that I did bring it in, he's been very flexible with trying to figure out ways to fix it without charging me an arm and a leg.
These three have made me think about how nice it is to have good, honest repair people. Granted, as I've said before, they might all be taking me in subtle ways that I just don't understand, but I don't feel like they are, and that's nice.
Anyway, hopefully my computer gets fixed so I can catch up with everyone. I do want to welcome my new followers. I promise that I'm not always this sporadic, my computer is just down. Have a nice day.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Just a Quick One
Well, gotta make this quick. I'm on a school computer once again because my computer crashed again, therefore, I need to be on a short enough time to not make it seem like I'm not doing school stuff. I'd like to welcome my new follower, yeah, I see you there. And apologize to everyone for not posting yesterday. I honestly was not able to get to a computer all day long (or at least I didn't make enough of an effort).
I'm amazed at how things are still not working: my computer is down, my furnace is still acting up, and the check engine light still shines. One day everything will get fixed. I'm amazed at how I don't get everything done in a day that I need to. I need to call those three people, and our cable box keeps making a loud beeping sound because its battery is almost toast and the people who technically own it need to come and replace it. So many phone calls, so little time. Have you ever noticed that you never remember to call people until you're driving your manual transmission home, it's almost five, and you don't feel like getting into an accident? Why is that? Anyway, here are my three. For all of you who are still being awesome and reading my blog, I promise I'll catch up on all of yours as soon as my computer gets its act together. Which will only happen when I call the shop. Ugh, gotta get that done.
Oh, my three
1. I got a wicked awesome parking spot today.
2. My team in NHL 11 swept the San Jose Sharks and is playing the Devils for the Stanley Cup.
3. My Positive Psych teacher didn't ask to see our binders that hold all of our homework. I have like, 1/6th done.
I'm amazed at how things are still not working: my computer is down, my furnace is still acting up, and the check engine light still shines. One day everything will get fixed. I'm amazed at how I don't get everything done in a day that I need to. I need to call those three people, and our cable box keeps making a loud beeping sound because its battery is almost toast and the people who technically own it need to come and replace it. So many phone calls, so little time. Have you ever noticed that you never remember to call people until you're driving your manual transmission home, it's almost five, and you don't feel like getting into an accident? Why is that? Anyway, here are my three. For all of you who are still being awesome and reading my blog, I promise I'll catch up on all of yours as soon as my computer gets its act together. Which will only happen when I call the shop. Ugh, gotta get that done.
Oh, my three
1. I got a wicked awesome parking spot today.
2. My team in NHL 11 swept the San Jose Sharks and is playing the Devils for the Stanley Cup.
3. My Positive Psych teacher didn't ask to see our binders that hold all of our homework. I have like, 1/6th done.
Monday, February 7, 2011
I Finally Did It
1. The team I wanted to win the Super Bowl did (first time in like six years, I'm not even joking)
2. My car made a dinging sound that reminded me that I needed to turn off my lights. My battery will not be dead after school today.
3. My dad made his jalapeno dip thicker, like I recommended, and it rocked.
On to blogging. I finally did it. A few weeks ago, my wife and I sat down and made me a calendar. I am usually a lot happier when I'm productive, and I'd been feeling down (which usually means that my productivity had gone down). We made a calendar so that, for each day of the week, I would know what I was supposed to do, and I could do it, making me more productive and more happy. Well, some of you may not know this, but I hate waking up. My idea of Hell would be an eternity of 5 o'clock mornings, I'm not even joking.
So, part of my schedule was to wake up at eight and get going on doing productive things (like laundry and homework), and I bet you won't guess, but for the past week or so, I've only gotten up early enough to get ready and get to school. Because I'm a self-loather, I would beat myself up about not being able to wake up early enough to get anything done, which would only make me feel worse about everything in general, and the calendar would end up being more of a hindrance than a help.
This morning, I'm so excited to type this, I got up on time. Yep, I woke up, I got in laundry room, did some laundry, got in my living room, did some homework, and now I'm here at school writing my blog (because my computer is still not fixed). Everyone, I feel great. Anyway, just thought I'd let you know.
Have a nice day.
2. My car made a dinging sound that reminded me that I needed to turn off my lights. My battery will not be dead after school today.
3. My dad made his jalapeno dip thicker, like I recommended, and it rocked.
On to blogging. I finally did it. A few weeks ago, my wife and I sat down and made me a calendar. I am usually a lot happier when I'm productive, and I'd been feeling down (which usually means that my productivity had gone down). We made a calendar so that, for each day of the week, I would know what I was supposed to do, and I could do it, making me more productive and more happy. Well, some of you may not know this, but I hate waking up. My idea of Hell would be an eternity of 5 o'clock mornings, I'm not even joking.
So, part of my schedule was to wake up at eight and get going on doing productive things (like laundry and homework), and I bet you won't guess, but for the past week or so, I've only gotten up early enough to get ready and get to school. Because I'm a self-loather, I would beat myself up about not being able to wake up early enough to get anything done, which would only make me feel worse about everything in general, and the calendar would end up being more of a hindrance than a help.
This morning, I'm so excited to type this, I got up on time. Yep, I woke up, I got in laundry room, did some laundry, got in my living room, did some homework, and now I'm here at school writing my blog (because my computer is still not fixed). Everyone, I feel great. Anyway, just thought I'd let you know.
Have a nice day.
Friday, February 4, 2011
The Dangerous Brother Rabbit
To keep with my decision, these are the three things that went well yesterday:
1. My last class got cancelled.
2. The school got this cool new hand dryer that I got to try out. It says it has an 'air blade' that you put your hands in, and it dries your hands super fast. I thought it was neat.
3. I got to eat a bowl of icecream. It was nice.
So, on to blogging. I thought I'd throw on a story I've been formulating for the past few days. It's much like Aesop's Fables, but, you know, written by me.
Mother Rabbit lived in a very nice valley. One that was not reachable by humans' guns, and had not been found by wolves' claws. Mother Rabbit often gazed at her reflection in the pool that sat in the middle of this beautiful valley. She would notice her white fur, and how nice it looked against the blue sky. She would then nibble on blades of grass, and if she wanted a treat, would find some of the clover that grew in patches within the valley. Everything she needed was there, including a large bush that grew next to pond. The bush was important for when a hawk or eagle would fly over and see the white fur against the green grass. She could hide in that bush and be safe from their talons. Occasionally she would long for some friends, because few came into the valley. She did meet the occasional rabbit and eventually was with child (how about that for 'political correctness')
On a warm summer's day, Mother Rabbit rested by the pond, and while there, Blue Jay passed by (he came every so often), and talked with Mother Rabbit.
"Did you know that Wolves are just on the other side of the mountains?"
"Why no. Why are they there?"
"The weather has pushed them here. You have some time, but I would guess they'll be in this valley before next summer."
"That is very bad news."
"Very bad news in deed. I am very sorry, but you will probably need to move soon."
This news troubled Mother Rabbit. Her bunnies would be old enough to get away by next summer, but leaving the valley would be sad. It had been a safe, wonderful place, with few predators and plenty of food. She did not want to move, but knew she would need to.
When her bunnies came, they were all girls, except for one little boy, who was very stubborn. Mother Rabbit would often tell her children that they would need to move before next summer. She said that the valley was very safe now, but that it would soon have wolves in it, and then it would not be safe anymore. Along with these words, she taught her children to look in the reflection of the water and call out if they saw a hawk circling so that they could all hide in the bush.
Things went well through the whole year. All of them got along and found great safety in the bush, especially Brother Rabbit. He wouldn't go more than ten hops from it so that he could get to it quickly. He knew that the bush would keep him safe, and that nothing in life beyond ten hops away from the bush was needed. He wouldn't even go farther to get a taste of clover, because he knew the bush was safe.
The seasons passed and spring was almost over when Mother Rabbit told her children that they would need to move. They all packed what few posessions they had and got ready to leave. All except Brother Rabbit. He did not want to go. The valley had all they would need and the bush was safe. Mother Rabbit explained again that wolves were horrible creatures, and that they would kill any rabbits that they found. The bush kept them safe from birds, but would not keep them safe from wolves. Still, Brother Rabbit would not budge, and with a sad heart, Mother Rabbit was forced to leave him there in the valley for the good of the family.
Just as Blue Jay had said, the wolves came in summer. At first, they just came down a little, and Brother Rabbit hid in the bush, wondering if he should leave before they got any closer. He then remembered how safe the bush had been when birds flew overhead. So, he stayed there. Blue Jay's prophecy continued to come true though, the wolves moved into the valley. And just as one might expect, Mother Rabbit's prophecy came true aswell, and on a warm evening, when Brother Rabbit was by the pool, the wolves saw him. He ran to hide under the bush that had protected him so many times, but the branches were not strong enough to keep the wolves out, and they broke in, and gobbled Brother Rabbit up.
Sometimes, the place you think is the safest is actually the most dangerous.
Anway, have a nice day.
1. My last class got cancelled.
2. The school got this cool new hand dryer that I got to try out. It says it has an 'air blade' that you put your hands in, and it dries your hands super fast. I thought it was neat.
3. I got to eat a bowl of icecream. It was nice.
So, on to blogging. I thought I'd throw on a story I've been formulating for the past few days. It's much like Aesop's Fables, but, you know, written by me.
Mother Rabbit lived in a very nice valley. One that was not reachable by humans' guns, and had not been found by wolves' claws. Mother Rabbit often gazed at her reflection in the pool that sat in the middle of this beautiful valley. She would notice her white fur, and how nice it looked against the blue sky. She would then nibble on blades of grass, and if she wanted a treat, would find some of the clover that grew in patches within the valley. Everything she needed was there, including a large bush that grew next to pond. The bush was important for when a hawk or eagle would fly over and see the white fur against the green grass. She could hide in that bush and be safe from their talons. Occasionally she would long for some friends, because few came into the valley. She did meet the occasional rabbit and eventually was with child (how about that for 'political correctness')
On a warm summer's day, Mother Rabbit rested by the pond, and while there, Blue Jay passed by (he came every so often), and talked with Mother Rabbit.
"Did you know that Wolves are just on the other side of the mountains?"
"Why no. Why are they there?"
"The weather has pushed them here. You have some time, but I would guess they'll be in this valley before next summer."
"That is very bad news."
"Very bad news in deed. I am very sorry, but you will probably need to move soon."
This news troubled Mother Rabbit. Her bunnies would be old enough to get away by next summer, but leaving the valley would be sad. It had been a safe, wonderful place, with few predators and plenty of food. She did not want to move, but knew she would need to.
When her bunnies came, they were all girls, except for one little boy, who was very stubborn. Mother Rabbit would often tell her children that they would need to move before next summer. She said that the valley was very safe now, but that it would soon have wolves in it, and then it would not be safe anymore. Along with these words, she taught her children to look in the reflection of the water and call out if they saw a hawk circling so that they could all hide in the bush.
Things went well through the whole year. All of them got along and found great safety in the bush, especially Brother Rabbit. He wouldn't go more than ten hops from it so that he could get to it quickly. He knew that the bush would keep him safe, and that nothing in life beyond ten hops away from the bush was needed. He wouldn't even go farther to get a taste of clover, because he knew the bush was safe.
The seasons passed and spring was almost over when Mother Rabbit told her children that they would need to move. They all packed what few posessions they had and got ready to leave. All except Brother Rabbit. He did not want to go. The valley had all they would need and the bush was safe. Mother Rabbit explained again that wolves were horrible creatures, and that they would kill any rabbits that they found. The bush kept them safe from birds, but would not keep them safe from wolves. Still, Brother Rabbit would not budge, and with a sad heart, Mother Rabbit was forced to leave him there in the valley for the good of the family.
Just as Blue Jay had said, the wolves came in summer. At first, they just came down a little, and Brother Rabbit hid in the bush, wondering if he should leave before they got any closer. He then remembered how safe the bush had been when birds flew overhead. So, he stayed there. Blue Jay's prophecy continued to come true though, the wolves moved into the valley. And just as one might expect, Mother Rabbit's prophecy came true aswell, and on a warm evening, when Brother Rabbit was by the pool, the wolves saw him. He ran to hide under the bush that had protected him so many times, but the branches were not strong enough to keep the wolves out, and they broke in, and gobbled Brother Rabbit up.
Sometimes, the place you think is the safest is actually the most dangerous.
Anway, have a nice day.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Let's Simplify
Wow, to say the very least, I was not expecting so much love from my last blog. So many people said so many nice things to me that my face may not go back to its pasty white for a while. Thank you all.
I really enjoyed the exercise, so I think I'll start each post with my three things from the day before, and if any of you just want to write your three in my comments, you are more than welcome. It was a lot of fun for me to read all of them.
1. In Yoga, we did these crazy 'support yourself on your arms and balance poses' and I totally got up for like a billionth of a second on one of them.
2. I've played half of a season on NHL 11 and my guy has already met the season's expectations (where I'm supposed to be at the end of the season).
3. I found a parking spot really quickly.
Okay, so on to actual blogging.
Yesterday, I stopped and talked to one of my buddies in the stairway at school. Yep, I was one of those jerks who stands at the bottom of a flight of stairs, making everyone have to walk in single file line to get anywhere. We asked the usual, how are you? questions. And, the answer that always comes to each of these meetings is, "I've been tired." To be honest, I've been tired for nearly a decade. A decade of exhaustion! What is the deal?
I did comment, after saying how tired I was, that it was the curse of our generation, but then he said it was the curse of the college student. But to be honest, I think it's the curse of the civilized world. I've been reading blogs, and noticing that EVERYONE is tired. And I'd like to get to the bottom of it.
My buddy brought up our eating habits. And I can't help but think this is a contributor. We eat frozen food, fast food, fatty food, and other foods that need adjectives to let us know that they are not, in fact, normal food. What happened to the fresh meats and vegetables? Now, I'm not saying that food hasn't come a long way, and I know that these adjectified foods are necessary, but why is making something from 'scratch' such a big deal. Why is "Homemade bread" such a treat?
I think we need to think about the root of the issue. Why do we need frozen food, fatty food, and FAST food? Because it's fast! I don't have time in my day to cook for an hour, then eat for an hour, then clean up for an hour. I'm no math wiz, but I know that that's three hours, which is 1/8th of a day. That's a lot of day! not to mention it happens three times. I've got school, and work, and a family, and a condo, and everything else that needs taking care of, not to mention a little time to relax and compose myself, and a few hours of sleep a night might be nice. I think the real problem here is that our lives are too complicated. Why do we have so much stuff to take care of? Why can't we simplify, become farmers again, and not worry so much about having new stuff all of the time?
I could go into these questions, but they're all things we know the answers to. And we all know that simplifying things would be nice, but we don't live in that world. We'd all need to move to Bhuton if we wanted to live that way again, and it costs tourists $250 a day just to visit. Who know how much to emigrate? Anyway, if any of you have any good, life simplifying tactics, I'd like to hear them. We're having a baby, and I have a sneaking suspicion that life is only going to get more complicated.
I really enjoyed the exercise, so I think I'll start each post with my three things from the day before, and if any of you just want to write your three in my comments, you are more than welcome. It was a lot of fun for me to read all of them.
1. In Yoga, we did these crazy 'support yourself on your arms and balance poses' and I totally got up for like a billionth of a second on one of them.
2. I've played half of a season on NHL 11 and my guy has already met the season's expectations (where I'm supposed to be at the end of the season).
3. I found a parking spot really quickly.
Okay, so on to actual blogging.
Yesterday, I stopped and talked to one of my buddies in the stairway at school. Yep, I was one of those jerks who stands at the bottom of a flight of stairs, making everyone have to walk in single file line to get anywhere. We asked the usual, how are you? questions. And, the answer that always comes to each of these meetings is, "I've been tired." To be honest, I've been tired for nearly a decade. A decade of exhaustion! What is the deal?
I did comment, after saying how tired I was, that it was the curse of our generation, but then he said it was the curse of the college student. But to be honest, I think it's the curse of the civilized world. I've been reading blogs, and noticing that EVERYONE is tired. And I'd like to get to the bottom of it.
My buddy brought up our eating habits. And I can't help but think this is a contributor. We eat frozen food, fast food, fatty food, and other foods that need adjectives to let us know that they are not, in fact, normal food. What happened to the fresh meats and vegetables? Now, I'm not saying that food hasn't come a long way, and I know that these adjectified foods are necessary, but why is making something from 'scratch' such a big deal. Why is "Homemade bread" such a treat?
I think we need to think about the root of the issue. Why do we need frozen food, fatty food, and FAST food? Because it's fast! I don't have time in my day to cook for an hour, then eat for an hour, then clean up for an hour. I'm no math wiz, but I know that that's three hours, which is 1/8th of a day. That's a lot of day! not to mention it happens three times. I've got school, and work, and a family, and a condo, and everything else that needs taking care of, not to mention a little time to relax and compose myself, and a few hours of sleep a night might be nice. I think the real problem here is that our lives are too complicated. Why do we have so much stuff to take care of? Why can't we simplify, become farmers again, and not worry so much about having new stuff all of the time?
I could go into these questions, but they're all things we know the answers to. And we all know that simplifying things would be nice, but we don't live in that world. We'd all need to move to Bhuton if we wanted to live that way again, and it costs tourists $250 a day just to visit. Who know how much to emigrate? Anyway, if any of you have any good, life simplifying tactics, I'd like to hear them. We're having a baby, and I have a sneaking suspicion that life is only going to get more complicated.
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Isn't it Odd That 'Blogspot' Came Up as a Misspelled Word When I Used the Spellcheck Button?
In my Positive Psych class we did an exercise that got me thinking. The exercise was first done on a group of people who were severally depressed (like, couldn't get out of bed in the morning severe). They were asked to write down three things that happened to them that day that were good, every day, for some span of time. After it was over, 94% of them felt more hope and saw their depression symptoms get better.
I wrote down these three things: 1. I had a nice chat with my mom. 2. My mom bought me lunch. 3. I got some good feedback on my blog.
I got done with mine quicker than most, and started thinking about a few things. First off, in case I haven't said this before, I'll say it now, my mom rocks hard. In our chat she showed me some material that her and my sister had bought to make 'receiving' blankets for the baby. My wife didn't want to find out what we're having, so the two of them bought material for both genders. Not just for two blankets though. They bought material for, I think, twelve blankets all together. Something like, 5 girl blankets, 4 boy blankets, and 3 that were gender neutral. My mom says there were just too many cute ones to choose from. This is so typical of the two of them. They get so excited about things in life that will bring joy to themselves or others.
After I thought about my mom and sister for a while, I thought about my third thing. The Blog. I only started three months ago, but have been so very impressed by the community that I find here. I've been to a few other places on the Internet, and have found so much negativity and anger. Yet, here at ol' blogspot, I've found none of that. Sure, we all complain about things that aren't going right, but there is always a kind comment, or a funny remark to make it all not seem so bad. I'd like to thank all of my blogger friends here. Thanks for laughing with me and writing encouraging things, both in the comments and on your own blogs. I think we sometimes help more than we think we do.
It was pretty amazing how it felt to think of what was going right. I really do have a very good life. After we wrote them down, we all had to share one of the things that had gone right that day. It was amazing to hear what everyone had to say, and even more amazing to feel the energy that was built in the room. So, if you feel so inclined, I'd like it if people would write down something that is going right for them down in the comments (or really you can write whatever you want, even if it's something that's going wrong). Anyway, have a nice day.
I wrote down these three things: 1. I had a nice chat with my mom. 2. My mom bought me lunch. 3. I got some good feedback on my blog.
I got done with mine quicker than most, and started thinking about a few things. First off, in case I haven't said this before, I'll say it now, my mom rocks hard. In our chat she showed me some material that her and my sister had bought to make 'receiving' blankets for the baby. My wife didn't want to find out what we're having, so the two of them bought material for both genders. Not just for two blankets though. They bought material for, I think, twelve blankets all together. Something like, 5 girl blankets, 4 boy blankets, and 3 that were gender neutral. My mom says there were just too many cute ones to choose from. This is so typical of the two of them. They get so excited about things in life that will bring joy to themselves or others.
After I thought about my mom and sister for a while, I thought about my third thing. The Blog. I only started three months ago, but have been so very impressed by the community that I find here. I've been to a few other places on the Internet, and have found so much negativity and anger. Yet, here at ol' blogspot, I've found none of that. Sure, we all complain about things that aren't going right, but there is always a kind comment, or a funny remark to make it all not seem so bad. I'd like to thank all of my blogger friends here. Thanks for laughing with me and writing encouraging things, both in the comments and on your own blogs. I think we sometimes help more than we think we do.
It was pretty amazing how it felt to think of what was going right. I really do have a very good life. After we wrote them down, we all had to share one of the things that had gone right that day. It was amazing to hear what everyone had to say, and even more amazing to feel the energy that was built in the room. So, if you feel so inclined, I'd like it if people would write down something that is going right for them down in the comments (or really you can write whatever you want, even if it's something that's going wrong). Anyway, have a nice day.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Bad Things Happen in Threes
So, I've written about a couple of bad things that have happened lately, both The Check Engine Light and the furnace, and thought you all might like to hear updates (because there are some) along with the third thing that was bound to happen.
I took the car in to get the light looked at and they found that the gas filter had not been changed in the lifetime of the car (my dad laughed when I told him this, I know nothing about cars, but he said it should have been changed considering how old the Kia is), and that it was probably the issue. So they changed it out, and the light turned off. They said I would need to drive it for a while before we knew if the light would stay off. It came back on while I was on my way home from the shop. So, I took it back in, they checked for a code with their little machine, and found nothing wrong. So they reset it, and the light came back on about a day later. They said to bring it back in, and I just haven't had time.
Paul, from the furnace fixing place, came to look at my furnace after it continued to do poorly after he worked on it. Unfortunately (or fortunately, depending on how you look at it), it was working fine when he came, so he really couldn't do much. He did tell me what to look for, and I've figured out that it's good on the restart, meaning that it works fine when we first turn it on. The issue comes when it has reached heat, shuts off, the house cools off, and it tries to start back up on its own. The motor seems to work fine, it just won't light. So, my good buddy Paul is coming again tomorrow to look at it.
And, just when we thought we wouldn't have to pay through the nose again, my laptop gave me the SMART system error of death, saying that my hard drive was on its way to destruction, and that if I wanted to keep any of my stuff, I'd better back it up. I took it to Steve, at the HP computer fixing place, and he's giving me a new hard drive. The hard drive will be like one hundred bucks, and who knows how much his time is worth? Again, Paul may get took, he'd never know... Either way, I've gotta get it fixed. This is why my following of blogs as of late has been a little sketch. My parents have been awesome enough to let me borrow their computer, and I try to catch the computer lab at school when there's not a class going on (the library computers give you a notice about getting off if you're not doing school related stuff), but I have very little time to be on here.
So, the adage seems to be true, bad things do happen in threes. Thank heaven all three have happened and we don't have to worry... unless we're getting a double dose. Let's all pray for the single.
I took the car in to get the light looked at and they found that the gas filter had not been changed in the lifetime of the car (my dad laughed when I told him this, I know nothing about cars, but he said it should have been changed considering how old the Kia is), and that it was probably the issue. So they changed it out, and the light turned off. They said I would need to drive it for a while before we knew if the light would stay off. It came back on while I was on my way home from the shop. So, I took it back in, they checked for a code with their little machine, and found nothing wrong. So they reset it, and the light came back on about a day later. They said to bring it back in, and I just haven't had time.
Paul, from the furnace fixing place, came to look at my furnace after it continued to do poorly after he worked on it. Unfortunately (or fortunately, depending on how you look at it), it was working fine when he came, so he really couldn't do much. He did tell me what to look for, and I've figured out that it's good on the restart, meaning that it works fine when we first turn it on. The issue comes when it has reached heat, shuts off, the house cools off, and it tries to start back up on its own. The motor seems to work fine, it just won't light. So, my good buddy Paul is coming again tomorrow to look at it.
And, just when we thought we wouldn't have to pay through the nose again, my laptop gave me the SMART system error of death, saying that my hard drive was on its way to destruction, and that if I wanted to keep any of my stuff, I'd better back it up. I took it to Steve, at the HP computer fixing place, and he's giving me a new hard drive. The hard drive will be like one hundred bucks, and who knows how much his time is worth? Again, Paul may get took, he'd never know... Either way, I've gotta get it fixed. This is why my following of blogs as of late has been a little sketch. My parents have been awesome enough to let me borrow their computer, and I try to catch the computer lab at school when there's not a class going on (the library computers give you a notice about getting off if you're not doing school related stuff), but I have very little time to be on here.
So, the adage seems to be true, bad things do happen in threes. Thank heaven all three have happened and we don't have to worry... unless we're getting a double dose. Let's all pray for the single.
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