Thursday, January 8, 2015

Monkey Wrenches - Why Does Someone Throw Them?

The saying goes rather like "...throwing a monkey wrench into it ..." to indicate when something that had been running smoothly suddenly stops or changes course. I've seen similar things in cartoons when an item is tossed onto a conveyor belt of some sort and its process through the system brings a large factory to a halt. I rarely experience monkey wrenches in my own life, preferring to schedule and keep to the schedule. Yesterday was a monkey wrench with both good and bad aspects.


Having to go into work on my day off certainly was the monkey'
wrench in my schedule. But at least I got my washer/dryer
purchased on the final day of the sale. 


DH has been sick. He started coming down with a cold/creeping crud on Sunday, and by Monday was starting to sound like a goose in flight calling to its mates. He worked on Monday and managed the day, but spent most of his time in the back room working on the numbers from the year just ended. Tuesday he was a bit worse, but he only had to work for a few hours while I registered for my classes at the Bead & Button Show. Once I got into the shop, I was able to send him home.


Maybe this is one more reason why I dislike monkeys so much?
Or maybe not. Who knew there was an ale called Monkey
Wrench? News to me., but an interesting title. 


Yesterday was supposed to be my day off. I hit the gym first thing (discussions about my swimming prowess or lack thereof below), had coffee, did some of my own bookwork at the shop while I got things ready for my staff, went to have a lovely breakfast of oatmeal, an eggwhite omelette and English muffin, and went to the appliance store to purchase my washer and dryer. Task accomplished (cheers rising in the background for accomplishments well done), I headed home and put a load into the washer (my old one which still limps along).


I chose to buy the Samsung washer/dryer set. I am getting white
because I don't need to spend the extra money for the fancy color, and
I skipped the platforms because they are close to $300/each. I came
in at just under $1400 for the set with free install and delivery.
Expensive, necessary, and a wonderful holiday gift from DH. 


I decided to check in and find out how DH was feeling. Texting Chickie, I found out that he was still in the back and hadn't even removed his parka yet, although he had been at the shop for more than 1-1/2 hours. This was NOT good. I started texting him to find out how he was feeling and discovered that 'he would tough it out'. No, I need him to get over this cold, not tough things out. I left the laundry in the washer to finish up after dinner, told him I was on my way, grabbed my laptop and went to work.


My day off disappeared into a puff of smoke. Oh well,
I didn't need a day off anyway, did I? *sigh*


Monkey wrench, see? My day off disappeared into a puff of smoke. I had to text Aearwen and cancel our weekly phone chat (very bummed - we haven't had a real good chat for WEEKS), my bedding and towels still need to be laundered, and I didn't get anything accomplished on the task of cleaning my laundry room so that my new washer/dryer can be installed next week. But I sent DH home and that, I think, was a good thing.


While searching for puff of smoke images, I came across
this old Lucky Strike ad. It looks like he's getting ready
to assault her, and in the text, doctors given Lucky Strikes
agreed that it was "... less irritating to the throat than
other cigarettes." Oy! What we believed when we were
young and stupid. 


Now, a quick thought on my morning of swimming yesterday. When I was young I lived for the water. Swimming and swimming pool activities were among my favorite things. I was an excellent swimmer, fast and sleek in the water. Now? Well, now I resemble (except in size, of course) a drowning guppie. Sleek? You MUST be kidding. But, after a couple of difficult laps, I gave into reality, grabbed a boogie board, and started kicking my way up and down my lane. I sometimes used one arm, sometimes not, and sometimes put the board away to actually swim a lap. I stuck with it for 45 minutes and I'm glad I did. Today it's back to machinery - elliptical and recumbent bicycle. I've only lost one pound thus far, but my muscles are feeling it and that's really my key.


I am appalled at how out of condition I've allowed myself to become
over the past ten years. Next week I'll be back in the pool again for another
boogie board session. Maybe I'll let myself use a water noodle too! Oh my! 


Have a great Thursday, all. Be kind to yourselves.


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