Archive | September, 2012
Last week the contractor stained the concrete floors in our new house. This week he put sealer on the concrete. The concrete we used had fiberglass threads in it for strength. We had noticed after the stain, but before the sealer, you could see these fibers sticking out of the concrete in places. The contractor said don’t worry about it, after the sealer, the threads would lay down and disappear and not be seen anymore. We looked at it after the first coat, and didn’t like what we saw. The contractor said he thought the threads would disappear after the second coat of sealer. After the second coat he called and said you need to come look at this. Two coats of sealer really made the floor shine, but it also made the threads stick up. When the sun hit the floor, it looked like big areas of dust bunnies on the floor. We all agreed this wouldn’t do so we had the contractor sand down a section of floor and apply some sealer on top of that and it looked way better. So then the entire floor needed to be sanded, and since his assistant was still away from work, Sweet Thing and I had to help. The contractor and I took some sanding poles and began to go over the floor.
The floor is bright and shiny now, isn’t it? But Sweet Thing said we were not sanding thoroughly enough.
She said we needed to get down on our hands and knees like this and really sand those bad spots. The contractor and I looked at each other for a few seconds and said “Naaah, we don’t think so.” We finished sanding and he put another coat of sealer and now you can’t see those bad spots at all. Now the floor is ready for 5 coats of wax, then it will be covered up and the walls will be painted. Progress will be slower apparently, because he said it would probably be Christmas before we could move in, we hoped we would be in by Thanksgiving. We shall see.
Sweet Thing sent me this picture yesterday from Wal-Mart.
Someone took off their old nasty shoes and put on a new pair and walked out with them on. She said times must be getting really hard for some people if they are willing to go to jail for a pair of $2 flip-flops. I told her the person that did that didn’t do it because they really needed the shoes, they just did it because they thought they could get away with it. So many people think the world owes them everything they need. They think life is unfair because other people have things because they are lucky and they don’t have things because they are unlucky. I get disgusted when I hear that because I know I work 70 hours a week most of the year to get what I have. And I have been frugal and saved my money all my life instead of splurging on all the fun things many people seem to need to possess. But, I guess luck does play a role in what happens to people. There is a saying, “There but for the grace of God go I”, and that is true, and I have a hard time remembering that. I find it hard to have sympathy for people less fortunate than me if I feel that their problems are caused by their own bad choices. I like to think I would never be like that, I would be better than that. But when you think about it, if I had been switched at birth in the hospital and I had been raised in their circumstance instead of the loving and moral family I was raised in, I would probably be making the same bad decisions they are making. It makes me remember to give thanks for the wonderful life I have, and reminds me how lucky I am for the loving family and friends I am surrounded by. So if you are feeling a little down in the dumps, just think about how much more fortunate you are than many other people and give thanks for it. Then you can still rant and rave about the “give me” segment of society we have, because I will be doing it more and more between now and the election, I just won’t be able to help myself. Be thankful for what you have!
We all like to go back in time and remember our Glory Days don’t we?
I got to try out my newest
I got to try out my newest
toy tool today. I have a 4 stroke Troy-Bilt Weed Eater and I decided I needed this attachment for my safety and well-being. Sweet Thing wanted to cut some limbs that were overhanging the driveway, but I couldn’t reach them because they were too high. So she says “Why don’t you get in the bucket of the Front End Loader and I will lift you up high and you can cut them with the chainsaw.” Uhh, I don’t think so. I rushed right out and bought this attachment.
It is a chainsaw with an 8 inch bar that you attach to a weed eater. I can easily reach up 6 feet above my head with it, and if I am careful I can stand in the bed of my truck and reach up to about 12 feet. Maybe that will save me from falling out of the Front End Loader bucket with a running chainsaw in my hand! Be Safe!