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How ya gonna stop the bleeding?

I can't believe I actually forgot to mention our most recent homeowners' adventure. Last weekend, our hot water heater died. It sprung a leak, big time. So off to Sears we drove. Before leaving, however, Ron had the chance to talk story with our neighbor and tell him about our latest mishap. "You'll have to install the new one yourself," said Leonard.
"Oh no," replied Ron. "I think this time I'll just pay a few extra bucks to have the guys at Sears install it."
"You'll end up installing it yourself," insisted Leonard.
Leonard was right. Sears is short-handed with very few employees available to perform appliance installations. Apparently, this is always the case. Sears has been short handed for the past 20 years here. So they said they had nobody available to do the installation any time soon. If we wanted to wait, we could, but it could be several weeks and the cost would be $250. Since the unit itself only cost $350, it seemed pretty crazy to pay such an exorbitant installation fee. So we did it ourselves.
It turned out to be fairly easy. That never happens to us. What we expect to be easy usually becomes an all day project with plenty of bleeding, swearing and frustration. We usually hate each other when it's over. There's a recovery period. Over time, we begin speaking to each other again. But this took us a total of two hours, and that included figuring out how to get it out of the truck and in position without a hand truck. We were quite pleased with ourselves, high fiving and hugging and telling each other how awesomely handy we were. Now our biggest dilemma is finding out what we are suppose to do with the old one. We could leave it wherevah, to be overgrown by jungle. That would not be pono, however, so we will find out the proper way to dispose of it.
Pono, means righteous; to do the right thing, in the right way, at the right time, for the right reasons.
Uh oh... I hear swearing from the kitchen.... speaking of bleeding....

Ron cut himself. Yes, there's blood. He was trying to cut up a chicken. He cut himself instead. This is not uncommon. In fact, it it is routine for our house. We buy commercial sized boxed of Band Aids for this very reason. We also keep plenty of antiseptic on hand. The man simply cannot be trusted with sharp implements of any kind. I am the queen of doctoring cuts.

Business at the winery has slowed, so they're cutting our hours.. That's OK. I've got writing assignments. Things are looking up in that area, which is good. I suspect business will pick up at the winery later this spring and I'll be back to full schedule. They cut me from three days per week to two. My co-worker was cut back to just one per week. She will likely begin looking for additional employment. That's life. She's young and cute so should have no problem.
All's well here in the rainforest. Tomorrow's another day.
A hui hou. Aloha!

Comments

KarenH said…
Sears is short handed huh? Looks like there's need for Geof's services...!!
Stay dry!
Karen
Toni said…
Absolutely! I think he'd be great in appliances!

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