Yesterday afternoon it was raining when I picked up the grandson after school. There is nothing unusual about that, it has rained for many days and I pick the Alex up almost every afternoon. The interesting part of that afternoon was our discussion on the way home. Alex has joined the cub scouts. I was asking him how he liked it. He said he does like it and he noted that his dad was also in the scouts. When his dad was in the scouts they met at the same church where Alex meets.
I added to the conversation that I had been a cub scout and later a boy scout. That is when 8 year old Alex explained, it is a tradition! All of us being in the scouts is a tradition. Wow, I am a part of a tradition now! When I was 8 years old, I never even thought of the word tradition, and probably didn’t know what it meant.
We are still in a drought according to the TV weather people. We only had 6 inches of rain here at the Ford Homestead during the past few days, heck we had 1.25 inch yesterday. We are scheduled for some nice weather for the next few days and we are supposed to get back up to 80 this weekend.
The Tres has a chew toy that he plays with and we have a photo of him with it. The photo isn’t very clear but you can see what he is doing.
Sorry the photo isn’t clear, it should have been taken with a flash but my inexpensive, somewhat smart phone, takes too long when the flash is deployed, and you miss all the good shots. Did you notice that he has big teeth?
Well they are supposed to get everything completed today. One fellow is here now and another is supposed to be here before lunch. I wonder if he meant his lunch time or my lunch time. There is an hour difference in lunch times. When one gets up at 5:00am they have a tendency to eat a little earlier than normal people. My first wife eats at 11:00 am, this allows her to watch her soap operas and eat a light lunch at the same time. Do they still call them soap operas?
I watch a little Fox as I eat lunch (about 15 minutes) and then head for the Ford’s ole recliner to participate in a short nap. If taking a nap was an Olympic event, I believe I could win a metal in “Short Napping”!
I had commented on needing to get into the attic prior to installing a new ceiling fan. I have learned that my 71 year old body will not negotiate the attic any more. Where the fan is presently installed the roof is about 18 inches above the cross beams. 20 or so years ago I could get into those tight spaces, but not any longer!
The problem is the Romex wire is not below the ceiling. That means, the wire nuts that attach the Romex and the fan wires are above the ceiling, I need then to be below the ceiling. I will need to hire someone to go up in the attic, enlarge the hole, and push the wires through the hole, or I will need to enlarge the hole in the ceiling and attempt to pull then through.
Being on a fixed income means, I will likely try to enlarge the hole myself. Old people have it really tough.
I will be installing a new light that my spouse of almost 5 decades purchased. I have decided to get up to code with ground fault outlets near the water, along with a couple new switches in the bath room. Hopefully those tasks will be routine, with no unusual situations arising. I can handle routine!
Alex’ class is having a play at school this evening, those are always fun.
I have a few chores to go do so I will get off here so you can do something interesting.
May all your projects be completed on schedule!
Non-Attic crawler; Don Ford
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