the good…
friday night was a date night for love-of-my-life karen and i… the kiddos were with their omi so we hung out and had a relaxing evening at home… had a fellow drop by to give us a quote on finishing our basement, had a drink or two, and caught up on some tv shows that we haven’t had time to watch… ’twas lovely…
the bad…
yesterday… the day i officially got old… for two reasons…
first… k and i dropped by the home depot… that gleaming orange beacon of possibility… and checked out some paint and carpet samples for the aforementioned soon-to-be-finished basement… whilst in-store we dropped by the most excellent and quite convenient tim hortons located therein… and were treated to quite possibly the funniest/most frustrating retail experience that i’ve seen in a while… behind the counter there were two kids that were truly inept… the lil’ feller that eventually “waited” on us was seemingly petrified/confused to be doing so… it was interesting enough to watch this poor soul deal with the public before us and then stumble through our order… when it came time to exchange funds is when it truly became great… our total was $2.93 (or about $3.11 USD… zing… hah) so i gave him $3.00… he says (and there’s no way to fully describe the sheer aggravating whinyness of his voice) “erm… we’re out of pennies” and gives me a nickel… i looked at it and said “so how are you gonna give me my change” or something to that effect… at this point love-of-my-life karen started edging away from the register… heading for paint and carpet land… the cute lil’ in-over-his-head feller shrugged his shoulders and said/whined “it’s only two cents”… so i explained to him that it was actually my two cents, called him a whippersnapper, and killed him… actually… after a second to process the situation i laughed it off and went to look at paint and carpet…
second… being as we’re about to embark on this basement thing all the crap treasures had to be moved out so whoever ends up doing all this stuff can see the floor… evidently that’s important… so i moved it all into our garage… and while in the past i could usually count on being a bit sore a day or two later from such an endeavo(u)r yesterday i was feeling it right away… by the end of the day my knees felt like they were going to explode and my body hurt all over… old… definitely old…
and the ugly… that’d be this debacle… looking for some kinda silver lining it becomes evident that a 1997 rose bowl rematch between the bloved buckeyes and my pal dw’s asu sundevils is a real possibility… and that’d be awesome…
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